I watched as his eyes turned smoky and a determined grin set on his face. He reached down and pulled my legs apart, baring me before his eyes. I could...n't take being that exposed and covered my face in my hands. He took my wrists in one hand, pulling my arms above my head. The look in his eyes was pure determination. He slid his free hand between my legs, covering my pussy with his hand. He slowly stroked his fingers up and down my slit, getting close to my cilt but not actually touching it. I. Not all will be black though, but you will let them fuck you anyway, keep that cunt tight it will happen over the next three nights." At the same time you will be registered on the slave's registry, you will then have a number you will answer to that number from then on. Got that slut," he said."Yes sir" Valerie replied. (So that's why 42 were 42).Later that night Valerie noted a large amount of men gathering round, she then heard her lock being opened.Feeling her ankles being grabbed she was. "Y'all done mortified the hell out of me and I don't feel like I can stay here another minute." Oh sure, you might as well," Desire told her. "But I ride in the middle."So, confused as hell Carl Fotheringill led the way out to his old Chevy pickup, followed by two very naked ladies. The country band struck up "Good Night Ladies," and everybody applauded as the truck slowly rolled out of the graveled parking lot and onto the paved road.Claude's wife Irma saw him wandering around with lipstick on. Julie had the chocolate and peanut with marshmallows and toffee sauce. “So, how we gonna approach the charity bash this year?” I enquired. “I was thinking we could do some odd jobs around Milledge.” “As in Milledge Circle?!” “Yeah!” “That’s major real estate!” “And why not? If we wanna raise money, we gotta aim high!” “I know but Milledge, it’s like one down from… Buckhead!” “Ha ha! As if!” “Have you actually been to Milledge Circle before?” I asked. “Not actually been, as such.” “Me.