‘Dong Wu, this is not lust, I want to meet her properly, and in time if she agrees make her my wife.’ And Di, I honestly felt fear when he told me...he could not only do that, but she was his niece.”I gasped, I had never heard this before! “He said once again he could, but I had to meet his demands. First, that I leave the Tong immediately, and never look back. Not outlawed or cut off, but never again to be a member. To take up an honest trade, and if he was satisfied he would make a formal. I sniffed and wiped my eyes and nose again, nodding at the short, blonde-haired woman.“Over the arm of the sofa – now!” Dawn snapped.Moments later, I was bent over the arm of the sofa, hips resting on the leather which raised my bottom in the air, presenting Ms. Sherrington with the perfect target. I placed the by now, damp cushion back over my face and prepared myself for the beating that was coming my way. Out of my sight, Zoe placed both hands on my back and pushed me down into her lap,. Sara’s dad, nicknamed Mister Curry, was in charge of a refrigerator factory. Sara’s mom, Madame Naggy, a housewife, could not let Mister Curry fly off alone to China, not after she had heard so much about the willing and sly females who aimed to be every wealthy westerners’ mistress or concubine. In the Affen household at the moment were Sara and Gina, Mama and Taylor their sixteen-year old cousin who had the hots for Lisa. On weekends, Lenra Ciea Affen, Sara’s oldest sister visited them for. Her men filed in behind her leading the new slaves on short leashes like well-trained pets. None of the new slaves were reticent in their attitude and that spoke well of their trainers on board her ship. She noticed that Boroth kept Dottie on a short leash so that her flanks were in contact with his body at all times.It was noticeable that Dottie was extremely fair of face and that her hips and bottom were so much like a female's that many of the men would not hesitate to poke her backside even.