She smackedmy ass just under my skirt and yelled, "Now slut!"I scurried over and kneeled before the chair. She came and sat beforeme, crossing her leg...s right in front of me so I could see straight upher skirt. She was wearing red panties, which contrasted with the blackskirt and her pale skin. She then placed her foot just inches from myface. I wondered if I was supposed to kiss her foot? That's what Iwanted to do."Good girl," she cooed. "You may kiss my foot now." I felt like she wasreading my. A blast of cold water hits me from the hosecompletely soaking me with them saying, “You lookedlike you needed a bath after your hot run baby,” asthey laughed. I had to admit it felt good then I noticed that I wasessentially naked with the white fabric of my clothingwet. “MY, MY! What do we have here?” Leroy says asthey start to surround me. He tears my tee off takingboth nipples in his rough fingers and gives them ahard squeeze, twisting them as he pulls me to hismouth,. White silk. He donned them without comment, and lit the candles, settling in to wait.He looked at me when I walked into the bedroom, eyes widening in recognition. I had the same wedding lingerie Carrie had worn. We caressed and fondled with increasing urgency. He dropped me on my back, but I pushed him off. “No! I want you to do me like you did Carrie. Make me your bitch first, then make me your lover.”It was all I needed to say. He flipped me like I was a feather, pulling me up to my knees.. This was the most junior of the officers in Al-Mansour's domain; not the youngest though. The officer was an obese man, way past his prime, whose bulbous red nose betrayed that he ignored, at least one of the prohibitions that a good Muslim should follow. His slurred speech showed why, at his age, he was still such a junior officer.Aisha bowed her head to the ground, "Sir, I brought you this slave, for your use."He started to stagger towards Lila, but Aisha continued, "However she has been.