That would be pretty fun. Don’t you think?”“Do you have any idea what a sex slave really is?”“Well.” Michelle paused for a moment. “N...t really. But it sounds all neat and sexy and lots of sex for both of us. I really do want to be your sex slave. Can I? Hmm?” At this last she wiggled her crotch against my cock. Of course he responded.“Being a sex slave is a lot more than just the sex parts. As a slave you’d be obligated to serve me, and not just sexually. Your body wouldn’t be your. After taking a shower and getting changed, Big Shane took us to a famous Japanese restaurant. We had great time there, we tried a variety of Japanese dishes and most of all tried real Japanese sake! After a few shots, Nes was already feeling the effects of that wonderful liquor. Big Shane did not take his eyes away from Nes during diner! He was impressed by her gorgeous body and her everlasting smile. Around midnight we went back to his place. Jack was there waiting for us. When he saw Nescafe. "Look out the window, dear."She stared at her blankly, before shaking her head and slowly rising to a sitting position."The window?" she asked."Yes. Get dressed. I'll go get some towels and dry clothes ready." With that, she turned and disappeared out the door.'What the fuck?' Patty thought. She slid off the bed and went to the window that overlooked their back yard. She blinked at the morning light, looked outside, and gasped.Her parents had never taken down the swing set that she'd played on. As we per-discussed, she was blindfolded and wore earplugs for the duration, and I was to be the same and in chastity outside the room. Before being blindfolded and earplugged myself, I was to present my whitey wife to them. Then escorted out and left blind and deaf to the evenings events…. things changed. Not necessarily for the worse, but they decided to make some changes, of course they out sized, and out numbered me, and not to mention we would never say ‘no’ to a Superior BLACK man when.