Faint sounds reached her ears, growing louder. A few moments later, she recognized them as footsteps. A surge of excitement gave way to an uneasy mix ...f apprehension as she wondered if the same guys from the club were the ones that had put her here. If so, what would they do to her next? She picked out two sets of steps, walking briskly. They echoed slightly, as if coming along a hallway. There were two voices, both male. She decided anything was better than staying in here another minute, and. "We finished that, we move onto the next stage when we are done here" she said "So Jerry about that new slave can I keep her?" she added "OHH yes Jessica, she is yours, and I have Lina in the slaughter house waiting to be butchered tomorrow?" he answered, looking relived Jessica breathes a sigh of relief. Jerry still pumping away inside her "Pant, Pant, and Pant" is heard again.The guards enter the room with the slave girl "Here she is sir, what should we do with her?" the guard asked "Take her. He came to me and pulled me. I was in his arms, my tits were pressed against his chest and his cock was intruding in my vagina. He lifted my face and instinctively our lips met. We were kissing passionately. Except him there was nothing in my world. Suddenly he broke the kiss, I looked at him expectantly.. He silently lifted me in his arms, and took me in the hut. I was lying on the lush. He was on top of me. We restarted our kissing. Now his hands were fondling my tits and I was stroking his. “Something wrong?” asked Sheila.“Random IRS Audit, we have to get everything ready by early next week. Alan didn’t say what day.”“Wow. That’s unlucky. You will still be coming to the party on Saturday won’t you?”“I should think so. We should be able to get everything together by Friday latest. We will need the party to relax after this,” Cheryl laughed.“We will just have to make sure we make it a special night for you,” said Sheila smiling. Cheryl looked at her, eyes a little wide for a moment,.