Angela's Trial and Tribulations

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Authors: Mark Andrews
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She screamed out immediately, stood up and jumping up and down, rubbed her backside gently.
    â€œGet down again, slut. You’ve just earned another six...” “But I didn’t scream until the last one,” she pleaded
    â€œWant to make it another twelve?”
    She bent over again and pushed her hands down flat on the floor. Mayor Brown was ecstatic. This was the way things should have been generations ago. This would teach these upstart women a thing or two. He wasn’t at all worried that his cock was pushing an enormous tent out the front of his pants as he watched his so muscular black house-man cane the beautiful young Thai girl and it hardened even more when he glanced at the welt across the other girl’s breast. He was going to have these slaves in his bed this night, perhaps both of them... And if they didn’t both please him as he expected, he would call on Jason to come up and fuck them while he watched - for Alex Brown derived almost as much pleasure from vicarious sex as from the execution of it himself and in any case, he was secretly bisexual. Watching the magnificent black stud animal rut with these sluts would give him enormous pleasure.
    The new gardener, name of Molly, was also black. She was even more athletic than Angela. Muscular in fact and Alex had chosen her for it. He liked women with muscles. Jason now strode up to her, slapped her face hard and ordered her to step forward. If she thought their common ancestry might stand her in good stead, she was sadly mistaken. He now took the last instrument from his belt and thumbed the switch. “Hands up on back of head, cunt,” he said harshly. “And get them legs open - wide... Wider!”
    Then he moved up and shoved the business end of the prodder into her gaping vagina, grinning as she screamed and thrashed around in the worst agony she had ever felt.
    The new cook, a girl named Emily, had brown hair and eyes and was as slender as the other three but with well-formed body. She was whipped with the rhinoceros hide whip three times across her back.
    Jason stepped back and the mayor addressed them again. “Having demonstrated the methods I intend using to make you work, I will also point out that I will expect the utmost cooperation from you when I require you in my bed or wherever else I shall require you to service me. Punishments such as you have just experienced will be swift for those who fail to please me but there is also another method. Jason, step forward and strip...”
    The huge black grinned and peeled his t-shirt up off his torso, revealing a musculature as splendid as anything Angela, or any of the other girls had ever seen. The mayor ran his hands down the boy’s chest and belly (which didn’t seem to worry him at all) and then he stripped off the so form-fitting trousers, which was all he had on apart from his sneakers which he had earlier discarded. Now the girls gasped as they beheld the enormous snake dangling from his groin - which was as naked of hair as theirs. There had of course been a bulge at the front of his pants but it had concealed very well the sheer enormity of his cock.
    He placed his hands up behind his head, flexed his biceps and began a slow undulation of his hips that caused his cock to swing out and back. The mayor again ran his hands down the boy’s flesh, cupped his huge testicles and fondled his cock, none of which appeared to faze the young athlete, not even when his cock responded to stand erect, a good twelve inches of thick, iron-hard man-meat.
    Once it was fully erect, Alex stepped back, although to Angela, it seemed he was reluctant to do so. “Another punishment open to me is to give you to Jason. He delights in fucking and he can do it for hours, non-stop. No matter how nymphomaniac you might be, Jason will wear you out and you will be screaming for release, long before he is finished with you... I will of course supervise the

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