by Damien Dsoul
Master Ali fucked her from the side while Amos fed her his cock. He came over her face, still she wanted more. Ali fucked her while Amos got back his erection. She straddled his once again in reverse - fucking her ass while Ali punished her pussy. Seconds later he groaned aloud as he came inside her cunt. The other bitch-slave climbed up on the bed and cleaned his cum off the sheets. Both Masters went on screwing the black Mistress for some time. She kept taking what they gave her, eventually tiring off after they’d cum over her face a third time.
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Caya was limping her way out of Mistress Tiffany’s mansion. She had the leash of the white bitch-slave and the white boi-slave in her hand and she was leading them out the corridor and headed down the stairs; the Mistress told her to get them washed up. Masters Amos and Ali were still in the room with Mistress Tiffany, attending to whatever needs she might still desire of them. She had reminded Caya that the party would be taking place in five days’ time and for her not to forget to meet with the head bitch-slave Margot who would prep her for it.
As she was coming down the stairs, walking past the doorway of the living room she could sight the outside of the mansion. She saw a black car driving down towards the house and then pulled up to the wide stairs leading up to the mansion. The driver came out of the car and hurried over to the side to open the door for the older-looking black woman in gorgeous-looking dress who stepped out of it. She had a long white chain in her hand and as Caya came down the stairs, shielding her eyes from the glare of the sun, she realized it was a chain, and the end of the chain was tied around a metal collar of a white boi-slave whom the black woman was pulling along. Caya bowed her head as the old woman came up the stairs and greeted her. The old woman had a wrinkled-looking face and she replied with a grunt while still walking up the stairs and pulling the white boi-slave she had at the end of the chain along.
For some reason the white boi-slave looked up just as Caya was walking down past him. Their eyes met. A look of recognition lighted each other’s eyes. Caya nearly screamed out but caught herself in time and turned to look ahead and continued down the stairs. As she went past the car, she looked back and saw the white boi-slave disappear inside the mansion.
Oh my God, Michael! She murmured to herself. My God, that’s Michael!
THE END
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