Thankfully the day was still early and the heat of the sun was not at its pinnacle.Lord Robert inspected the new slaves from a dais that stood on the ...edge of the quay and backed onto a central avenue that led up from the port and into the city proper. He was a large white man who was in his late fifties. He wore rich silks, jewelled rings, and he was attended by slaves, servants, advisors, and bodyguards. While he sat on the dais drinking wine or eating treats, slaves were brought before him. There hadn’t been any signs stating the name.If anything, Georgia’s terry cloth outfit was in even worse shape, though quite opaque. She pulled the car around to the front of the colonnaded entrance and parked. “No, but that’s the idea, anyway. It was actually built back in the ‘50s, the 1950s, as a replica sort of place, some millionaire’s idea of what a southern mansion should look like. Now it’s owned by the spa and is just part of the place.”A valet came scurrying out of the mansion and. Joan is still being trained to deepthroat , she is not fully gaped and of course Carol & Joyce give better rimjobs & are better piss /cum buckets . I invited you over so you could help me sexually train Joan some more & later Joyce & mom will service you . Sounds good replied Arthur . In the meantime ill be in the other room with your mom Sonia , my mom & stepmom having a kinky foursome , Arthur make sure in the end Joan develops into a mature sexslave without limits , i have plans for her .. “oh shit” she said.“don’t worry, this will only heighten the pleasure” he said as he touched her wet pussy with the tips of his fingers. She jumped, but the straps held her tight. ‘mmmm’ she moaned. But he pulled away. Then she felt the gentle slap of a paddle on her ass. “oh” she barked. “yeah, you need to be spanked for being bad earlier” he said. “yes I do” she said.“next time you speak to me you call me sir!” and spanked her again, harder.“yes sir!” she said quickly, not saying the.