He could see a red handprint on her cheek. She sighed in relief. The Second Class slaves he used for a quick fuck whenever his cock got hard. Her only duties would be to please him sexually. He unshackled her and told her to stand up. This was the first place that he used his new slaves. He decided that this would be a good time to taste her. “Shackle her,” he commanded his handlers. Again, good- she did not mind objects put in her pussy. They needed to be kept ready and well rested because he expected them to keep up with him. She screamed. She would be living with two other women. That was good, he hated when they lay like a cold fish. He would then proceed to use their pussy until their cunts were all but usesless. She would be living with two other women. Her nipples could take some abuse. He pinched her right one. He wanted her to feel well used and sore tonight. With one last hard thrust, he came. She enjoyed it. In addition to putting the usual brand of ownership on his slaves, he also preferred that their cunts stayed sore and bruised from usage. He pinched her left nipple.
