All this is happening in the open courtyard. Sometimes we have visitors who can watch. As sex slaves we have no right to privacy. Our duties are obedi...ence to the orders of our masters. If they want us to fuck in public, we fuck in public. I lock a leash on to the iron collar on the neck of the mother. I point to the mating mat. She knows that she is to crawl on her hands and knees to the mat. She has done this before. I tie the leash to a ring at the head of the mat. The mother is still on her. I felt my knickers being pulled down and a very large fat black cock being forced into my sopping cunt. to say it filled me up was an understatement. I have been fucking myself with a big black dildo for years, but this young cock was much bigger in length and girth. it only took him about four or five thrusts and he had all 10 inches sunk fully into my not so tight pussy. The other young black boy moved in front of me a fed me his 9 inch cock. I was in heaven, being filled by two young black. "House Jacobs," Logan said and stood. "As I suspect that concludes our business, I say good day." Logan turned and walked out of the room. Happy to be out of the room, Logan breathed a sigh of relief and walked away. He had a short list of things to do, chief among them was filing Zena's ownership papers and saying goodbye to Ayla before she left."How are you feeling Zena?" Logan asked as they, Christine and Ebony walked down the corridor. They were headed to the slave register to file Logan's. We had been in the snack bar one day, and a soldier that we didn't know,(at that time) asked if she was the woman who always shaved her pussy. She had been asked such questions several times previous. She simply smiled at him, and said she was one of them. She was wearing a dress that time, and told him to order something, and knock something off the table and lean down to pick it up. He knocked a napkin off the table, and when he reached down to pick it up, she opened her legs and lifted the.