I placed Luke in his car seat and opened the door. “Sorry, Marissa. It’s been weird readjusting.” The forty something nanny looked at me reass...ringly, “It’s not a problem.” I kissed Luke on the cheek and he grinned at me before handing him off to Marissa and closing the door. As soon as the door latched shut, I heard Conrad walk by, smacking me on the ass as he passed. I turned around, dumbfounded by how friendly he was acting. He stood in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, sipping. She was really turned on by this and wanted him to fuck her right then. But he was in no hurry, smiled at her, came lower, and pulled her G-string down using just his teeth, occasionally touching her pussy and inner thighs.Then he kept kissing her legs from toe to the inner thigh, and kept going slow and really seductive, but licking and hitting slowly. She was moaning with pleasure.“I am all yours, punish your slave, please.”He came forward and started reading her. He put his hard dick in. Humiliate her. Terrify her. And only Rebecca knew about them.The Indians? I’d provisioned Cayuse up and he was slow-trailing his way back toward the Chippewa reservation.Three weeks after we’d brought Rosie home to her mother, the US Marshal for this part of the Territory of Montana looked me up. George Autry, huge gunfighter mustache, white hair, around 50 or so, said, “Heard some good things about you, Murdock.”He was a short man, compact, but didn’t seem to have a chip on his shoulder about. ?Kara does have pretty legs. You are atempting slut, but there is something about this girl in particular...?he gazed back at me, much to Kara's annoyance, for even I would concedeshe had the best legs in this slave market.?A desert Amirah! Seventeen copper tarsks!? Rashid could tell thestranger was interested in at least one of his stupid slave girls.?Let me think, Outlaw.? He turned his attention back to me. ?Are youbeautiful when you are bathed and dressed in pleasure silks???Yes Master. I.