“May I?” he asked my Master. He spoke right past me reinforcing my role as my Master’s property.“Feel free, Asya has been inspected before” ...e responded. “Assume the position slut” he ordered me.With that I bent over and spread my ass cheeks. I could feel hands on my ass and a quick smack on my ass cheek that stung.“What do you say slut?” the tall man asked me.In a quiet voice I answered, “Thank you.”With that he shoved his hand up my cunt. All this newness and not knowing what was to happen. I explained that I just finished washing my truck by hand and vacumming, it was really too damn hot for another, but she said please as she pulled her bikini top to the side, revealing a very nice, perky C size boob. Her nipple was erect from the cold air blowing. She said I can do a favor if you will, I asked what she had in mind. She said she would blow me while the wash was going, but I had to finish before the wash was complete. Once the wash is done, so am I she said. I tell her time is. If I can confess a truth, I find the few women I've seen of your people to be more attractive than my own. I'm not one for dark women with hard looks to them." I waved my dagger under his face. "Ye think me some soft fool to take by your wiles? I took ye down, laddie, that's clear enough. You're no enough of a man to be with me." "I was...disoriented. Out of place, and I'd hit my head. In a fair fight, I'd not be so easy." "Right. Like I'll give ye a chance to kill me or worse? I'm not stupid.". She never went into detail who or what generation or generations had been black. Dad didnt talk to me very much when I was growing up but one day he opened up to me. He had told me he always wanted to follow in his dads footsteps and be a preacher. He had studied hard and finished school. I never met my grandfather because he died along with my grandmother in an auto accident a month before dad graduated from school. Dad did graduate at the top of his class and opened the church doors just days.