She didn't move,which was no surprise now. She was in full sexual arousal, which he expectedas well. She had been repressing her emotions, her real ne...ds for far too long.As much as he wanted to consummate her arousal this was not the time. Therewas work left to be done. Going around behind her he released the straps on the gag. Before takingit out of her mouth he gave her specific instructions. "As you can tell I'mgoing to take the gag out. You do not have permission to speak. Not one. It wasn't too many days past the time I peeped at my neighbors house (Other story).Like I said I was about 4 blocks south of my house coming home walking up the alley when I heard someone talking,when I just stopped in the alley for a few minutes to see where I heard their voices,I slowly walked up into their back yard and the only lights that were on seemed to be the kitchen. I had never been there before and didn't know who the owners were. I slowly walked to the lit window crouching and. "I had family too, though could not take them with me. The bonding with a higher power removes most previous family ties, only ones developed afterwards remain real," he finished with a sigh."Explains why Stalin didn't react to the attempted seduction of his daughter by Beria," Julia mused."That's a myth," Rasputin replied. "She was seduced by Kaplan, a married man. He paid a price though." You seem remarkably well informed for a recluse in his own paradise," I mused."Tell him, Marcus. He. At the edge of the crowd , close to the platform, so close he might almost look up her shift, stands a huge Mauritanian merchant, dressed in a toga, a roman citizen and he raises an ebony hand. "10 sestercies!" he says, and she looks down on him, a tall man, a heavy man, sturdy as a baobab tree, and she wonders if he is going to be her new owner, is he the one who will bring her home and spread her, and ram his black cock into her virgin cunt, is he going to be the one? Or is he simply buying.