” I croaked as Ona took the chain from Maaster. “Ryan!” I cried as the door slammed shut behind us, Sam smiling hungrily. “My name is…”“...Not anymore its not!” The Mistress was furious, her hand fell across my face so fast and so hard it knocked me back down to the cold hard floor. “Your name is Riley, slave and you would do well to remember it. Or I’ll make sure its the only thing you know how to say when I’m finished with you. Understand!?”“Yes Mistress.” I cried as she yanked a handful of my. Jeff said, "There is no formal counsel. The people of Magnif take care of each other. There is sort of a waiting list, but partners decide to drop off the list all the time so if a couple does decide they want a child they are permitted to do it soon. Icilians do things differently that the rest of us, so they have more children."Understanding, Elga picked up the thread. "When Icilians gets older, we want to return to Icili to live the last of our lives. Each year a ship comes to take those. Living and working in an environment where his tastes were well known allowed him a great deal of freedom to dress and express himself as he wanted. Nowadays his long brown hair was well below his shoulders.Take this morning, Terri was wearing a well-cut blue wool dress, high heels and perfect make-up. It fooled the client who was flirting with him as they went through a pile of documents. What the client saw was a tall slim girl, very flat chested and unfortunately for the client utterly. "Do nigger loving white sluts wear fucking panties?" "S-s-sorry," she stammered, even as she quickly pulled them down and off. "I came directly from work." "Do I look like I have time for fucking excuses?" he questioned, clearly annoyed. "No sir, sorry sir," the submissive woman apologized. "Now let's see this cunt I own," he said. She obediently lifted her skirt up, although I couldn't see it from the camera I was watching, so I switched cameras. I was staring at a shaved snatch as was Kareem.