He said. In addition to calling me Master and doing everything I say you will now only refer to yourself as Fuckslut. That is your new name from now o...n. Do you understand? He jerked her head back by her hair so she could answer her. Y-yes Ma-master. she said. Fu-fuckslut understands. He laughed as he shoved her back onto his dick. Next you will fuck anything that I tell you to whether it be another man, woman…dog. She paused in her sucking for a moment and he shoved her head back down. I didnt. She heard the traveler shout to the house as he walked to the main door. ‘Proprietor! I bring you business.’ Rana had leaned back against the wall trying to remember her dream as the men talked at the window. In a moment she heard the jingling of the large key-ring. The traveler must have paid the ten. The proprietor’s keys opened the locks on her wrist and the brothel-keeper kicked her and commanded her to rise. She did so, keeping her head bowed as she began to walk toward the house.. "Can I ask you a question Justin? It's got nothing to do with your parents painting, but there's something I have to know."I nodded my head a little warily."How come your parents are as enlightened as you say, have one of my pictures and yet you're so shy, so scared of any physical contact with women? I mean surely your parents would've, under those circumstances, been fairly liberal with your upbringing?"What else could I do but shrug my shoulders. I couldn't answer because I didn't know. The. .. Maria," I say worried.He laughs, takes a drink of beer, then says, "That's a good answer but I mean in the World Cup. Who's going to win it?" Who's playing?" Every country in the world." Is America playing?" They're not going to win it." Canada?"He jokes on his beer while taking another drink. "That's funny, Carter." Do you want a beer?" No, thanks." I'm glad the topic steers away from whatever the World Cup is.I'm quizzed by a female cousin about Maria and I'm able to keep our story.