He began slashing wildly, delivering swat after swat to the slave’s bruised– and now bleeding– ass. Porn but she needs so much… A man by the name of Dominic Rodriguez purchased the property and converted the back portion into a club. “Now, Boris, now,” I said a little louder than I intended. Her arms were rigid and her hands had a death grip on the edge of the table. The waitresses were much more interesting. The slave thrashed in her bonds and her moan became higher-pitched, but she did not scream. I rented both even though I didn’t need either. I’ve arranged for food and clothing for anyone who needs it.”
He then squeezed himself around the end of the console and stood next to me. I, and the four bodyguards, ended up standing against the outside walls. They released her wrists and then, with one of them holding on to her, turned the wheel so that
