And then I can’t describe what he did to me for next twenty minutes. After filling my vagina with his semen he went back. Manoj didn’t know anythi...g. I was feeling for him. I can’t treat him bad. But how?Kuna wanted to keep me for himself and not share with Manoj.I waited for 5 days when we were alone and told Manoj that I was having full time sex with Kuna. Kuna denied and said I respect madam, she is like my elder sister. I slapped Kuna, Sister? This is what you do to me and I will do it with. I didn’t think that she had planned on earlier today being that time.“Can I talk with you about what happened earlier, Sereine?”“If you mean our having sex, yes.”“I think we both know that it wasn’t a planned occurrence, so I wanted to know if you had any problems with what happened. I’m also interested in finding out if you think of it as a one-time thing, or if you consider it to be the start of a permanent relationship.”“Cindy and I talked while you were still asleep, Doug. I let her know. Other professional kidnappers and slave trainers as well as the sadistic social elite meet, celebrate and network. It really is the 'IT' place to be. But usually, as now, the place is empty.I make my way towards the slave sleeping areas, thinking I may do a random inspection. As I pass a door with a coded panel next to it, I change my mind. I quickly enter the 9 digit code and open the door, climbing the short stairway behind it.As my slaves are routinely injured, either through my beating and. She moved to stand up, intending to remove her underwear, but he stopped her, instead reaching under her dress to tear the flimsy scrap of lace away from her body. She gasped, feeling exposed. He tossed her underwear aside and pulled her dress up over her head, exposing her completely. She dropped her head back and moaned, his hands and mouth exploring her exposed breasts.She gripped the base of his cock and raised her hips slightly, shifting her weight so she could settle over him, pushing her.