Pat and I staked the horses out in a field to eat some of the winter grass there. We would feed them some of the grain later.By the time we finished w...ith the horses, the girls had the camp set up. They had apparently found a kettle and a pot in the mistress' bedroom, and brought them, along with several pokers from the various fireplaces. They had created a spit with the pokers to hang the kettle and pot on over the fire. It appeared that the 'Book of Dreams' had also taught them the fire. She had lifted her tight red dress up to her waist and, as I had expected to see, she had already lost her tiny red thong…I noticed her pink pussy lips were puffy and a bit stretched. Then I knew those black bastards had already used my wife before coming here…"Do not worry, man… you can have her back as soon as we are done…" Ashton told me, as he reached out to grab my wife’s used cunt in his hand.Ana moaned as he felt those fingers entering her wet cunt. I tried calling out to her, but she. "Overruled. Witness will answer the question."Sue glared at him."Witness will answer the question," snarled the judge."I lost my virginity at fourteen," Sue finally admitted."I see," said defense. "Now can you tell the court how many sexual partners you have had? Not including the defendant?" Nine."There they were again, the whispers out, mocking her, taunting her."Nine...that seems an undercount to me, Miss Jones," said defense, his expression that of a cat toying with a mouse. "Let us include. I stared into his dark eyes as I pressed my forehead against his.“I don’t want to lose you, Master,” I whimpered. “I’m your slave.”His arms went around me. His hands slid down my back to my ass. He squeezed both my butt-cheeks which were still a little sore from his spanking earlier. “I know that, slave.”“Remember that,” I told him. “Remember that this is what I wanted. To be a strong man’s sex slave. Even if it all goes back to normal, that won’t have changed. You can still claim me. You can.