..," I said."I figured you would," she tol' me. "I's gonna be doin' things no white lady'd be doin' jus' like you gonna be doin' what no white girl'd ...e doin'. But, a man like Mista Gantner got his needs so he's gotta use colored girls to take care of 'em. We lucky he wants us, chil'. Don't you forget it." I won't," I tol' her."Good girl," she smiled at me. "Now, let's get you cleaned up an' ready fo' him."Mama took me into the bathroom an' had me get undressed an' get in the shower. She looked. UP!!" he said as he lifted her by her titties."MASTER,? Bree repeated after she screamed.?GOOD, WHAT .. THE FUCK.. AM I DOING NOW, SLAVE?? Tristan asked.?I don’t know. I don’t know? MASTER? pleaded Bree.Tristan pulled out his cock, and put two fingers into her cunt. He twisted them around as she screamed and then he put into his other two finger and then his thumb. He spread her tight pussy and Bree screamed so loud, some of the crew looked concerned. He then took his dripping hand out and. I had audio and video of eleven different men burying the bone in Denise. I actually had several videos of them. Barney, the asshole who was supposed to be my best friend, was on tape no less than seventy-eight times. His wife was going to love those tapes when I finally got around to dumping Denise.The one thing that I could never understand was all of the sex, love and affection that I got from Denise even as she fucked other men by the dozens. It must have been a guilt thing is all I can. We went into the showroom and it looked like they were going to have a party since all the cars had been moved out, and a lot of tables with fancy tablecloths and place settings set up.A salesman came up to me and said, "Welcome home, Matt. We're all sure glad you are OK after that terrible false accusation. The boss is waiting for you in his office."I was met by a group of men who I sort of recognized, but had not officially met, when I stepped into the owner's office. The owner stood and.