..yes...I suppose so, Miss...“ Merena was trembling slightly but incesantly. A normal person would have felt sorry for her...but i am a sadist and i... did not. „Do you know, Merena,“ I went on, „ I have just had a marvelous fucking from this gentleman here. Mr Jason Belmont. Has he ever fucked you?“„Y-Yes, Miss.“ I smiled again.„There is, you will understand, slave, a whole world of difference between being fucked by a man because you want it and because you have to. You realise that?“„Y-Yes,. As we went through the door and downthe steps I started to feel a little better until we stepped out intothe middle of the bar. The women in the bar really let me hear it.Soon a chant of "fresh meat", went up. I could not help but to look upand see the guy in the shower who was pressed up against the glass.His penis lewdly on display. They must have noticed my gaze, "that's agreat way to generate dates. Make sure the women know what they aregetting." We kept walking to the other end of the bar. I slowly kept my hand inside the blanket and asked her feeling her bare foot and said “so sexy girl we have been waiting for this and planned this journey a long back and let’s make the best use of it, I know you like public sex”She laughed hard understanding that I am into role play.She said “why are you wasting time with your words naughty boy”She was wearing a saree and slowly started sliding my hand above her thigh she mean while resisting with other leg came near me and said “not so. There's too many people who think that sort of thing is primitive and — what did you call Kushnati — gross. I can only do it because of my diplomatic immunity and a lot of money and help from Clegg. Even then, I'm not sure we're going to be able to keep it going. Sure you could go on borrowing slaves but it would be a long time before you could really have your own here." Femke and Greetje were both groaning. Lauren got up from the seat and wandered across to look at them more closely."But he.