” Brandy looked at her father quizzically. “Daddy, I don’t understand.” She was surprised how even her voice was because she knew what he ...eant, even if she was still pretending she didn’t. She was shaking inside. The bigger man walked toward her and she flinched back. He caught her upper arm in a vice grip, his huge fingers dug into her pale skin. “Owwww!” she moaned. When Andre spoke, his voice was deep and powerful. “Where is the bedroom?” He asked. “At the end of the hall.” Her father. At approximately nine o'clock Driscoll's town car dropped him off at Perry's home. Ten minutes later, Mareno, the Colombian arrived. The first hour they drank and discussed how the proceeds from the laundering venture would be split among them. Bailey kept the liquor flowing and as they drank she talked about how she planned to retire to a tropical setting within the next two and a half years. Bailey turned some music on and tried to encourage the two men to dance with her. The music drowns out. You sure she isn’t for sale? Name your price.” It finally hit me I was a slave, a real slave I could be sold. Silently, tears bubbled out of my eyes and ran down puddling in my hair. With sad, beseeching eyes I looked at my Master. I, finally, accepted my fate. He looked at me and blew me a kiss mouthing ‘good slut.’ I could feel my lip quiver. Try as I might I could feel twinges as my body responded to my brutal rape by Buddy. Both Ronnie and Jimmy were playing with their purple-headed cocks. Hank and Desmond (!) were both about 20 months old and at the prime of their fucking life. Both were a bit excitable, but that was desirable in a dog with their employment prospects, provided that they did calm down enough to give the customer her money's worth.When asked, Ed said that Desmond got his name because of his appearance: he was coal black all over, except for a white mark at his throat that resembled a bow tie. Ed said that he looked so much like he was dressed for a formal party.