The king is not allowing them quite such a free reign this time. He doesn't wish to have a slave marked as badly as Sophia was and in fact Sophia you ...are exempt from tonight's proceedings." Her tone dropped from the formal to a more motherly one, "Sorry ladies, I know how much you dislike these visits but neither you nor I can opt out. They will not accept any refusal no matter how painful and any of you that do not do as they wish first time will suffer even more pain until you do. Sorry. I'm. KM stepped up beside Avery and whispered, "If you aren't going to kill them, or at least scream and holler at them, you should probably come with me" and she led him away from the scene in the living room and up the stairs to the bedroom.Later she told me, "You and your uncle have something in common - besides blood. He was hard as a rock when I touched him. He liked watching her".KM and Uncle Avery spent the next two hours rolling around on the bed and in the relaxed afterglow of sexual. You stroke my cock and my head goes back as I so desperately want to cum. You realise this and stop stroking and I receive yet another slap with the belt. My fingers grab the sheets as tightly as I can as I try to stop making any noise. The pain of the slaps on my bum has started to subside to be replaced with a delicious warmth and you stroke my cheeks once more with your fingers, and I almost cum from the gentleness of your touch. I hear your pants drop to the floor behind me and I realise. “Sam, this is Valerie from the Pussycat Escort Agency. A friend of yours who wants you to have a very merry Christmas has asked me to send two of our most spectacular ladies to your home this evening. I am calling to say that I have reserved two truly delightful girls for you. They will be with you within the hour. I know that you will have a great time.” ‘Valerie’ hung up before I could say anything. I went to the kitchen and made a really stiff drink. I turned on TV, but just flipped.