We really talked and. I should really put in a lot of effort to make our relationship work. I know I agreed to another night out and everything. But i...’s better if I don’t do that for a while. Brody is so touchy about these things.I tried my best to not cancel our plan, but she didn’t agree. Brody, you’re one dead motherfucker, and you don’t even know it yet. I went to my room after breakfast. I got a message from Ana.Ana: Hey, handsome. Need you, let’s meet!Meh, no dirty pictures. Busy. As I told her about my ordinary life I began to finger comb her hair. Coarser than I was used to it was none the less soothing, to both of us. She asked why I'd never married. Usual story I replied, never met the right one. She asked if I'd been with many black women. She seemed surprised when I answered none. I shrugged what's the difference; a woman's a woman. It's like saying there's a difference between brunettes and blondes.Unbidden my fingers began to caress her face and then her neck and. “No, please don't! I don't want to!” she whispered, moaning with fear. A tear fell from her eye and she wiped it away angrily, ashamed she had shown emotion in front of her abusers.“Don't worry, beautiful little princess, I promise to to hurt you.” he said, whispering in her ear. She looked at him gratefully. “I love you, little princess, you have nothing to fear, I promise.” He kissed her forehead, and when she hugged him, instead of taking his lips away, he tilted her face uo with one finger. Leather "come on and stop admiring your dainties and let's go!" I try to saysomething but she just looks at me and laughs, and then says don't crysweetie we'll be gentile with you! Did you go potty yet? I manage to shakemy head no and she pulls me over to the toilet, pulls up my skirt and pullsdown the panties and pushes me down onto the toilet! That's how you'll haveto go from now on! I'm utterly humiliated and I relieve myself sitting asshe watches. Ms. Leather gives me a piece of toilet.