Besides it's expensive to outright replace a slave, especially if the sickness would be so easily cured. And a sick slave can affect other slaves, a m...uch more costly and avoidable error.I look back at my slave as she curiously looks at the device in my hand. Slightly confused hearing Robert's voice but not acctually seeing him nearby. I don't care to explain it to her. Not that she'd remember even If I did tell her.I brought her to the center of the room and left her there. I walked to the wall. My family history had it that a great great great aunt, was a sexual deviant, who would play games with the fresh intake of slave men.She ordered her husband to strip them naked while she watched then in the next room.These poor souls were strung-up, hod-tied and left to ponder their fates, while the husband dutifully disappeared and left their fate to his wife, who would enter the room in mock surprise and meander amongst them, mocking them and at the same time abusing them, telling them she. It was Jack who roared the loudest this time. ‘This is our territory Nick, you want my daughter, but you’re going to have the fight of your life on your hands. You never saw what the bayou holds, but I will tell you this, you are alligator feed if you come near us again.’ They heard the roar of the truck and then saw it as it fled the parking lot, almost taking out an incoming car. Dave was out the door and in the parking lot starting his Harley and heading out to be sure of their escape route. Aman laid down enjoying the pleasure. Then she started sucking his dick slowly and played with his balls, pressing them hard. Aman moaned with pain. After a few minutes, Aman let all his semen in Rachita’s mouth and she drank them all.Aman turned her around, bent her on the bed and started to fuck her in the doggy style. He slowly put his dick in her hole. It was tight and untouched. Rachita cried aloud in pain. She hadn’t ever experienced such pain and not even had such a pleasure.Aman.