Tom watched the latest batch of slaves being brought out of the holding pen that was hidden behind the stage and sighed. They were all females except for a scrawny, one armed creature at the end of the line. When word had got out that the latest shipment had arrived from Africa it had come with the promise that there were a number of impressive male specimens.  And yet after one hour and over 100 slaves being presented to the auction there had been few men and in reality none of them could be described as impressive.

It was gone 9 in the morning by the time Jane roused from her sleep. In truth it was not the first time she had woken up that day, her husband Rob had disturbed her at about 6am with his tongue burying deep into her pussy. It was the second time he had eaten her […]

The warm water washed over Jane’s body as she washed away the cum that just an hour earlier had been deposited on her body and clothes. “I’ve put your dress in the wash,” the voice of Rob cut over the sound of the shower. He had been such a generous husband and father, collecting their […]