He hadheard of cabin boys being left to African traders as part of a trade butSmythe had decided to make this a part of his trading routine. He hadcre...ted an image in the mind of Luanga that in Europe, there exists a kindof boy who will never mature into a real man but is destined to be asubmissive cross between man and woman. Luanga was intrigued as he foundthat the whores and girls he gave to the men often became pregnant andundesirable very quickly. The thought of a feminine boy made sense.. "You need to improve your technique, bitch. But we will have plenty of time for you to work on that."Sprawled naked on the floor, she shivered, as the room was cool. "Master? Can slut use the bathroom? Please?" You need to pee?" He was answered by a nod. "Fine. Crawl in there." He opened a door that led to the small bathroom. There was a toilet, and a sink, but no bathtub, only a shower stall. "Stop," he ordered as she crawled towards the toilet. "You will go into the shower to pee. Animals. Suddenly his knees went weak and a hot flood shot into my mouth. Not just a trickle like the first guy but forceful jets filling my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed still more. Now that was more like it. His cock finally stopped spasming and he pulled away, letting it slip from my mouth. Standing shakily in front of me and still out of breath, he pulled on his pants again and tucked everything away. “Thank you,” he said. Without another word, he opened the door and stepped out. You love those girls, I can feel it in your heart and you have not known Crystal twenty-four hours yet. Don’t forget you’re not the only one, I get to spoil them too.”With a smile I reply, “Of course my Love.”After relieving ourselves, I am shaving and Kathryn sets on the wide countertop watching me. There are giggles from the doorway from our two daughters. Sam has done this before, but it is good to see that Crystal shares Sam’s viewpoint. The three of them watch as I finish shaving and as.