...we'll tell her the truth about you, and let her know what a bitch you are - even show her the videos from inside the prison. In the end, she'll beg...us to become a breeder. All the white women do."He pushed a little deeper into me. "Maybe even ship her off to Ghana or Nigeria."I gripped the table with both hands and my moans got louder.....I began to grunt through the pain, knowing pleasure would follow. The thought of my wife having black child after black child got my cock harder. "Yes,. Even without weights, much can be done with a little room to move. Barbara was my timer. When it became obvious her bladder was causing distress, I stopped. When she went to the commode, I warned her to be thorough, because she would not get another chance soon. Barbara’s face reddened when she realized I would watch her piss, but kept on. As she wiped herself, I was reminded of a night I could not do that much. It gave me a warm rush. One thing was already an issue—Barbara wanted to ask. He giggled and said it was called fucking. It looked pretty nice so I asked if we could do it. He told me it was going to hurt but I didn't care at that point. He told me he needed his dick wet in order to put it in my but. Without any hesiation I suckex on his 8 inch dick. He than told me how we were going to fuck.He told me get on the floor like a dog would when its walking. I did and he came up right behind me. He told me that if it hurt to much to tell him to stop. He started rubbing. I got some french toast." Kyle said entering the hotel room. Iustitia slumped pitifully "Thank you..." She said somberly. "Iustitia... I get it's scary to think you could do that kind of stuff when you're not in control of yourself. But it's okay now. Professor Jim science made that collar for you." Kyle said reassuringly. Feeling at her neck Iustitia felt the collar, on it's side was a vial, if it detected sparkling water in Iustitia it would quickly administer a counter measure serum to.