He sat on a wooden chair across from the bed and pointed to my dress. “Take it off,” he ordered. I slowly peeled off my dress, letting it slide do...n my body to the floor. He pointed to my panties. “And that too,” he said. I nervously removed my panties and tossed them on top of my dress. I stood completely naked before this well-dressed stranger. My arousal outweighed my trepidation- but not by much. “It’s a long time,” he said as he looked at my naked body. “I’m sorry I don’t understand,” I. Amanda's mouth fell open. She could only think what she dared not give voice to: Bessa LIED for me."Lord Norlan does want 'is slaves sent t' the docks over in Port 'eldon," Bessa said. "That's as true as I am standin' 'ere, even if 'e didn't ask f' yew in partic'lar. An' it's well over 'alf a day's travel, so sooner we get yew t' where yew gotta go, the better. Come along, luv."Amanda nodded and stepped behind Bessa. She allowed herself a small smile. She had finally found an ally.The ruined. That horrible cow, Ithought. I bet Steve wouldn't want to be with her if she was fat andugly. I felt that now familiar sensation at the back of my skull andsuddenly fell to sleep.It did it. It has no barriers.It does appear to be what we have been waiting for.Then we shall strike.Not yet.But it's gaining strength.Yet it still collapses. We wait.I woke up the next day with a horrible thought. Did I do something toLisa last night? My head felt like it was filled with a fog. The more Ithought. But she didn’t care. She would suck Hammer’s cock until it was harder than Chinese arithmetic and then ride it as often as he wanted her to do it. Perhaps, she thought the contrast between the pain of resisting the man whose prick she rode and the pleasure of submission had something to do with her willingness to be his sex slave, she didn’t know all she knew was that she wanted more pleasure. And the way to get it was to suck or fuck Hammer or those he sent to see her.She bent low to change.