He tried to say something, but Lila kissing his mouth silenced him. Sulayla standing besides them had a large glass of clear liquid ready, and as soon...as Lila released his mouth, she delicately poured it into him. To anyone looking, a master, hedonistically oblivious to the suffering of his former slave was having a grand old time.The guests were most definitely not oblivious to the show on the stage; neither were the slaves, at least the ones who were not busy blowing their masters. Some. My cock nearly burst through my pants every time I saw that. I am pretty sure she knew I was ogling her tits. She had dark red hair that hung down even with her shoulders and eyes that were a dark, deep color that seemed to change as the light struck them from different angles. She weighed about 140 lbs and was in good shape. She was an avid swimmer. That along with chasing my cousins and working around the farm helped her maintain a nice, firm figure. She also had fair skin which contrasted. He had a swish apartment in a fashionable district of London. He could retire to his bed, pull the covers over his head and sleep soundly with the knowledge his future was a fast motorway to riches and luxury.Life was good.Today... They'd snatched him off the streets of the capitol, in broad daylight, as he'd been returning to his office from an expensive lunch. Al-Qaeda? Anarchists? Criminal gangsters? Ken had no idea. His captors had shoved a black hood over his head and bundled him into a. How he had managed to stop himself coming in her mouth, he did not know. Very slowly without uttering a single word, she took off her PVC bra.She had the most gorgeous tits very dark and full and her nipples were very large. Martin reached out to touch her. “Naughty, naughty slave. That is bad. Bend over and take your punishment”.As in a daze Martin bent over the bed whilst Ms. Dominique began spanking him, lightly first with the palm of her hand and then harder and harder. Here he was bare.