Well, these people here have outlawed slavery. I can’t sell you here. What they do here is make you what they call indentured servants. It’s halfw...ay between being an apprentice and being a slave. If you mind your manners they will free you after ten years. Any of you who want that can do that. I understand that any of you with special skills like blacksmithing can go work at a forge as an apprentice. For all I know, even if you don’t know anything about it you could probably do that if a local. Who is he? I question myself, and why do I feel like I know him? He speaks to me then. “I’m Tom.” His voice is deep and sexy, it instantly makes me feel tingly. “Hey, I’m Ali,” I get another look at him, “Do I know you?” “I wondered the same thing when I saw you, but I know that I would remember if we had met before,” he shrugs. He is right, so would I. I have never felt chemistry like this before. I mean he is just a random guy that I have only said hello to, but I have an intense feeling. . don't... understand..."Ellen giggled. "While you were blindfolded, I jerked him off. He creamed you, Patsy, creamed you real good with his cum!" Ohhh, God." The room started to spin. Yesterday came rushing back, filling her head. She slipped into a fuzzy faint where everything was gray. "Ooooo, I don't... believe it," she said."It's true," Tracy said. "Ellen jerked him off and we all watched him cum on you, then we all watched you lick it off."Patsy's head was reeling. She stared between. “To the Queen of Spades then.” Her Ladyship purred sullenly.The whip was formed into a leather handle and narrowed from there into a lash some six feet long tapering away into a thin point. There were readily identifiable patterns bound into the leather of the handle and a characteristic knotted loop of leather attached to it. Margaret recognised it immediately.“I haven’t seen that whip for twenty two years My Lady” she whispered.“Since the last time you played Katie in fact.”“Yes. I lost.”“I.