Make no mistake. This is inhuman slavery. The pimps are a****ls, but they are smart. The whole operation is run with a kind of military-style precisio... that's scarcely believable,some of the women are just outright k**napped. The most light-skinned and white girls will be shipped as far away as Cape Town after been brutilized and gang****d for months by the black pimps practice of sending her out to be a whore.They are trained to serve 50 negroes a day for the rest of their life.The pimps have. He was the guy that became my second and I didn't know him from before but someone in school that knew us both had given him my number and we had gone out a couple times and in a way I guess he was my rebound from Cait, if that makes sense and I kinda knew that but I liked him, and he asked me if I wanted to come over and I said “Yes”.So I went there and we had a good time hanging out in their basement and we ordered pizza and watched TV and we kissed now and then and I had my head on his chest. The girl was obviously not of European stock, perhaps some mix of Asian and undiscernible other, a brown skinned black haired beauty whose ample breasts seemed to float on the bubbling waters of the tub. Trey had been polite, sitting next to Edy and not doing much more than surreptitiously fingering her clit, but then Edy noticed that her female partner had gone silent, eyes closed, as one of the men moved behind her and began massaging her firm brown breasts. Edy finally noticed the slight up. It was dripping wet, but so tight that it gave us some difficulty. Panting, she said, "Okay, give it to me. Give it to me!" I don't know what came over me then. In the face of her furious hunger I became calm. A serene patience settled into my bones. I slid my hands up under the back of her shirt, stroked her soft skin and held her. I wrapped her so tightly in my arms that she was helpless-- she belonged to me. With only the head of my dick inside her I brought a hand down over her soft, firm.