’ Victoria responded dryly. ‘And anyway, slaves deserve no thanks. They just need to do whatever they’re told.’ ‘Aren’t you taking all of ...this a little bit too far?’ Victoria offered her half smile. ‘I thought we were doing all of this for him. But I can see that you’re upset, my love, so for you I’ll try my best to be … less stern.’ But the best that Victoria could muster was to pay less attention to him, oftentimes ignoring him completely. This only increased Sam’s anxiety as he feared that. “He didn’t know it, but Donald rarely fucked me when I didn’t already have another man’s cum dripping down my legs. Or, sometimes it was the other way, I would make love to him, knowing I had another lover waiting to see me in an hour. I thrived on the excitement and the variety.“I had really become very used to having men at my beck and call, but I knew it was wrong. I resolved to become a ‘good girl’ after we were engaged. But the question of fidelity never came up, and after just a few days. Mann look afterus like a mother.So much for my early life.When I became nine years of age, Mr. Bumble duly collected me and tookme to the main workhouse. If I thought that life under Mrs. Mann washarsh, things got a lot worse under the tender mercies of Mrs. Corney.We slept on the floor, our beds nothing but mouldy hay. All day wepicked oakum. We were fed on scraps that seemed to get less and less aseach day passed. I was at the workhouse for six months before there wasa feeling of rebellion. This made me feel embarrassed. Then she moved her position, facing away from me, in doing so, she sat closer to me and her hips were touching my upper arms. I found myself in an uncomfortable position, so I my arm around her, encircling her. Then getting bolder and started running my finger on her back. Priya enjoyed the attention of my playful fingers on her back, and giggled.Priya knew that I was enjoying this; she asked me, “Rahul, can I straddle you, so that I can massage both your legs at.