She flicked the lighter and suckedgently until it was ready to present to Patricia. Long fingers flitted frombeneath the robe and took if from her. Ya...s had heard herself referred to as'slave girl' but felt no offense.Shetruely loved her benefactor and Mistress and, if she was a slave, she was happyto be so for such a special woman. The object of her desire silently smoked fora moment and then invited her to lie beside her. She entered the open robe andsnuggled against the full breasts where she. I also heard the girl in the next room cry out too.Soon he was naked and between my legs. His cock was pressed tightly up against my pussy. Then he shoved it into me hard causing me to cry out in pain. I heard the other girl cry out too.Then I knew what was up. My father and his brother had traded daughters for the day. He was fucking me and Daddy was fucking her. For some reason I was jealous of her, after all I was Daddy’s little girl, not her.Near the end I was just starting to enjoy it when. ” Swiftly, the Mistress increased the speed of her strokes on the hard black prick, squeezing and massaging the full sack bouncing just below the throbbing weapon. With a groan of ecstasy the black slave started to spurt great gobs of white, stringy spunk across the upturned face of the Mistress’s friend. The Mistress laughed at the sight of her other slaves cock, still chained down, twitching and jerking uncontrollably, and his legs, shaking under tension, still balanced on his high. She wanted to give her mistress trouble over this. But ultimately, she didn't. She did not want to ruin everything she had gained up to this point. If she rebelled now, it would make everything she had been trying to do meaningless.In other words, she had to show that she was a good slave.Amanda swallowed, turned, and bent over."Now, just remain still, eyes forward and open."Amanda had squeezed her eyes shut. She sighed and opened them again. There was a pause, and then a loud smack as the.