Then she felt a pain in her ass. I’ve been branded!!. I’ve been branded!! I’m a slavegirl!! Those thoughts made her pussy get wet again. She fel... up to her neck for her collar. Yes, there it was. She really was a slavegirl!!She thought back to the branding. Yes it was painful. Yes it was traumatic. But Quanesha was right. The pain was only for a short time. And now she understood something of the pain that her racist ancestors had inflicted upon Black slaves. And she felt truly owned!! Only. Jade fell to her knees and swiftly grabbed my by now large, veiny and throbbing manhood. She lifted it and placed my tight balls in her mouth whilst firmly gripping my shaft.Another repeat from last night was on the cards as she deep throated my entire length which no one else could do up to that point.I reached down to grab a condom from my Jean pocket, it had been a while since I'd put one on. I happily stretch it over me then positioned Jade across the sofa legs spread, heels still on. I. “I waited so long to get your cum in me... I want this feeling to last.”I looked into his eyes. He had a faraway look on his face, almost like he was dreaming. “What is it?” I asked.“What do you mean?”“You’ve got something on your mind,” I said, “I can tell.”“It’s just...” Then his voice trailed off. “I’ve been thinking about this so much.”I could feel my mouth starting to water. “How much?”“Well...” He swallowed. “Maybe four or five times a day?”“Shit,” I said, “you’ve been jacking off. I was awakened and yelled at when she discovered me after she'd dropped to her knees in front of him. I went around the barn and listened at a knothole. Not to her services; I'd heard chickens cackle and pigs grunt on many an occasion. After the job was complete and he was buttoning himself back up, he told her that the Prince had proclaimed that he was on a quest to get every woman in the kingdom to try the crystal slipper I had left behind in my haste to get away from the ball. His sorcerer.