Among them shielded by the long robes and veils her Russian friends and herself. The old man had looked her over with the eye of an expert and told h...er in the dress she looked so good he wanted to marry her and then had send a grandson to get her men’s clothing as well as when he wanted to bed her others would too and it was best not to show she was a female. He had her undress and put them on right in front of him taking in the view and adjusting the headgear and the robe and wrapping up her. When she started to remove her clothes, I turned to the door. Don’t you want to see. Are you to shy or are you too gay?” she asked.“Dawn, save your breath hon. That kind of shit doesn’t work on me,” I explained. “When you finish, Come on back inside. I’ll find something for dinner,” I said.I went into the Titan and waited for Dawn to join me. She took a while in the shower. I expected, it had been thestrong smell of fish which caused her to take longer. It usually took some scrubbing. I checked out her thick, curvaceous ass.“You finished?” She said, looking back at me, jerking me out of my trance.“Oh. Yeah. I’m good.”I was slightly turned on now, thinking about the bartender, practically undressing her with my eyes. And she knew it. I sipped my Coke, when I heard:“Now coming up to the stage, she is known by three letters alone… N.B.A.” The Emcee said.I looked quizzically, as she came onto the stage. Her song started. I instantly knew it. It was Akon’s “I Wanna Fuck You.” Her. I lived for her approval,discovering a joy in doing her chores. I would hum a tune as I dustedher room, the only other sound being the chains on my ankles. I lovedgiving her a bath, softly cleaning her body, combing her thick hair thatsmelled so good, kneeling at her feet and painting her nails. She was mygoddess.Victoria was pleased with me. She was tall, a good three inches tallerthan me. And she was strong. She once lifted me and put me on the bed.Even if I hadn't been her slave, she would.