He got involved withdrug smuggling, prostitution and much more. ?? Money? Yes,Richard had become rich over the years and at forty-five and never marr...ied hehad everything he ever wanted in life and more. ? Richard sat backin his chair looking over the list of new slaves brought to the compound. Hesat there with a big smile on his face as he looked over the list of names. ? There were eightnames on the list and details including age, height, weight, measurements,marital status, hair and eye. I was a little wobbly as the blood flowed back into my legs but the hand holding my arm didn’t let go and so kept me from falling. Silently the person led me across the room stopping at a seemingly precise moment. I was nudged very lightly so that I moved forward a teeny bit until my legs touched something hard in front of me. A piece of furniture or something. The hand then pushed me forwards and I quickly realised I was being put on our spanking bench. I couldn’t help the little moan of. She had had the best day ever. Good result on her course work, and then to think that sexy Mr Jackson could be so interested in her...wow..and the love making was just mind blowing. She had had no concept that orgasms could be so good. She giggled when she remembered feeling so out of it when she came. Her pussy was still tingling. She never once thought of her boyfriend. Next day she had a small problem with giving an answer when questioned about a patients notes. She should have been able to. He came toward me, turned me over and laid me down on the grassy earth. As he climbed between my legs I felt for his cock and guided it into by sopping cunt. It was wonderful, I could feel it stretching me as he pushed it towards my womb like a heat-seeking missile. Suddenly he stopped and I thought he had come. The feelings were indescribable, “Please?” I said. “Beg for it American whore.” he said. “Please, please fuck me now!” I yelled slurring my words in.