"Please, not again," cried Jessica."It's not my choice, the Caliph wants you, otherwise, it's your mom and little sister... to be honest with you, it'...s not much of a choice, but it is a choice," Melissa said in a neutral tone."How can you be so cold! You saw what he did to me, you saw! And you did nothing!" Jessica yelled through her tears."He has my mother as a slave as well, but for some reason he fancies me, in exchange for better treatment for her. I do what he asks, whenever, wherever.. Her dress lifted, giving me full view of her thighs and - no panties! Fuck."Just sit there... and watch," she instructed, "and keep your hands on your knees."I did as she said and stared, mezmerized, as she slowly danced in front of me. She moved like a stripper, turning and posing, swaying to the music. Slowly she reached back and unzipped her dress, keeping it up, and turned around. Her back was exposed and I could see more of her ass as she slowly lowered it the floor and stepped out of. I told them, "I really didn't know how much he paid us for rent. How did you find out?" His bank book on his computer. He left it open one night after looking at it. The list for expenses included $12,000 for one years rent here, and he had other things for us. He spent over $40,000 total to get us. I didn't know he had that much money, but he didn't seem to care about it either."That shocked me even more. Uncle Dar had once told me that he had plenty of money from working in Iraq for two. She thought that now she understood what the other girls had said about needing a Master's touch, and their desire for him to fuck their brains out and make them scream in ecstasy. Her body knew that need now. She hurriedly replaced both shirts, leaving the fronts gaping open. She repositioned herself on the mattress between her Master's outstretched legs and leaned back into him.She found both of his hands with hers and brought them back to her small breasts. Those breasts being cold had the.