Zungur
Governor
The bags got heavy with all the things the Major Domus bought. He seemed to enjoy taking his time and be seen with the three beautiful slave girls. When he had finished shopping he led them to a big tree, shading a little square, where he met with a couple of colleagues.
“Hullo, Elo!” a pudgy, well-dressed man cried out, “did you buy yourself some new pets?”
“Greetings my friend, greetings! No, just company stock. Couldn’t be sold on yesterday’s market down in the lower city. Now, I have to keep them busy somehow.”
“I’m sure you’ll manage,” the taller one chuckled. “And sweet Amahle as well, always a pleasing sight to see.” Smiling he pushed his hand under the black girl’s dress and gave her tit a hard squeeze. She winced but tried hard not to back off and kept her head bowed.
“What about a visit at the barber’s?” the fat guy suggested.
“Sorry, with the boss away and all, I am terribly busy,” the Major Domus replied, “just some refreshments, while we talk. Let’s go over to Shadija’s place and have a sherbet or two in the shade.”
They went further upwards through a narrow street that suddenly widened to a little square on which benches were set underneath a roof of grapevines. The men sat down and ordered their drinks, while the girls knelt down in front of them.
“Have your pick, Rangat,” the Major Domus offered, “these two are New Girls but still need a lot of training, as far as I know. Didn’t try them myself.”
“Oh, how generous, Elo! I think this little one with the beautiful black hair is just what my mummy’s son needs right now.”
“And I would like to choose our pretty Amahle, then I know I’ll get good service, she rarely disappoints, doesn’t she?” the tall master chimed in.
Nafi somehow got the impression that the black girl was not very happy with this, even if she immediately turned towards the man and started to caress his thighs, while pushing his clothing out of the way to expose his cock.
But Nafi did not have time to watch because she rightly assumed that it would be her task to please the Major Domus. When she turned to look at him, he already had his dick in hand.
“Come to master Elo, number five and show me what you can do.”
Nasik felt her head held by the pudgy man and tried to get his tunic and loincloth out of the way and stared with amazement at the thing she revealed.
“Oh no!” she thought. “Who has to deal with a monster cock again? Me naturally! I hardly can get his knob into my mouth! Look at that cute thing Amahle is allowed to nibble. And Nafi can please the Major Domus. He has not a very long one, but it is thick and stout. How I wish it would stick in my arse now, instead of this metal plug. Ah, don’t whine girl, just swallow!”
“Hey there! Take it slow girls!” the Major domus roared, giving Nafi a knock on her head. “We want to take our time! You will take good care to make us cum only when we order you to do so! Otherwise, you’ll all get your arses striped!” The tall guy chuckled at this, as if he would enjoy to see them flogged.
“And you,” the Major Domus addressed Nafi, “you will not come yourself, unless I tell you so, understood?”
Nafi did not dare to stop sucking but nodded obediently.
Nasik looked up to her master with pleading eyes. He smiled at her, shrugging his shoulders and said, “As often as you like, little one, just don’t stop to please me.”
He sighed with pleasure. “Well, I seem to be the lucky one after all. But with these chains I can’t reach my clit unless I would let his dick go. And he’s so big I’d better use both hands anyway. Poor man, he will never experience to be completely swallowed or to stick his whole thing into a cunt. I’ll see to it, he will not miss anything!”
As she started to massage his rod with both hands while sucking his knob she found that her movements cause the most exciting sensations from the nipple clamps, the chain pressing on her clit and the plug in her backdoor.
“Oh my, oh my, oh my, these things are ... wow ... well devised indeed, this is ... oh ... my goodness ... yessssssssssssss.”
Amahle’s master did not care about a slave-girl’s orgasm. He also did not care about her attempts to please and tease him but just grabbed her head with both hands and shoved his dick deep into her throat making her gag again and again. She took care to rest her hands lightly against his thighs, extremely careful not to give him the impression she would like to back off.
“Hullo, Elo!” a pudgy, well-dressed man cried out, “did you buy yourself some new pets?”
“Greetings my friend, greetings! No, just company stock. Couldn’t be sold on yesterday’s market down in the lower city. Now, I have to keep them busy somehow.”
“I’m sure you’ll manage,” the taller one chuckled. “And sweet Amahle as well, always a pleasing sight to see.” Smiling he pushed his hand under the black girl’s dress and gave her tit a hard squeeze. She winced but tried hard not to back off and kept her head bowed.
“What about a visit at the barber’s?” the fat guy suggested.
“Sorry, with the boss away and all, I am terribly busy,” the Major Domus replied, “just some refreshments, while we talk. Let’s go over to Shadija’s place and have a sherbet or two in the shade.”
They went further upwards through a narrow street that suddenly widened to a little square on which benches were set underneath a roof of grapevines. The men sat down and ordered their drinks, while the girls knelt down in front of them.
“Have your pick, Rangat,” the Major Domus offered, “these two are New Girls but still need a lot of training, as far as I know. Didn’t try them myself.”
“Oh, how generous, Elo! I think this little one with the beautiful black hair is just what my mummy’s son needs right now.”
“And I would like to choose our pretty Amahle, then I know I’ll get good service, she rarely disappoints, doesn’t she?” the tall master chimed in.
Nafi somehow got the impression that the black girl was not very happy with this, even if she immediately turned towards the man and started to caress his thighs, while pushing his clothing out of the way to expose his cock.
But Nafi did not have time to watch because she rightly assumed that it would be her task to please the Major Domus. When she turned to look at him, he already had his dick in hand.
“Come to master Elo, number five and show me what you can do.”
Nasik felt her head held by the pudgy man and tried to get his tunic and loincloth out of the way and stared with amazement at the thing she revealed.
“Oh no!” she thought. “Who has to deal with a monster cock again? Me naturally! I hardly can get his knob into my mouth! Look at that cute thing Amahle is allowed to nibble. And Nafi can please the Major Domus. He has not a very long one, but it is thick and stout. How I wish it would stick in my arse now, instead of this metal plug. Ah, don’t whine girl, just swallow!”
“Hey there! Take it slow girls!” the Major domus roared, giving Nafi a knock on her head. “We want to take our time! You will take good care to make us cum only when we order you to do so! Otherwise, you’ll all get your arses striped!” The tall guy chuckled at this, as if he would enjoy to see them flogged.
“And you,” the Major Domus addressed Nafi, “you will not come yourself, unless I tell you so, understood?”
Nafi did not dare to stop sucking but nodded obediently.
Nasik looked up to her master with pleading eyes. He smiled at her, shrugging his shoulders and said, “As often as you like, little one, just don’t stop to please me.”
He sighed with pleasure. “Well, I seem to be the lucky one after all. But with these chains I can’t reach my clit unless I would let his dick go. And he’s so big I’d better use both hands anyway. Poor man, he will never experience to be completely swallowed or to stick his whole thing into a cunt. I’ll see to it, he will not miss anything!”
As she started to massage his rod with both hands while sucking his knob she found that her movements cause the most exciting sensations from the nipple clamps, the chain pressing on her clit and the plug in her backdoor.
“Oh my, oh my, oh my, these things are ... wow ... well devised indeed, this is ... oh ... my goodness ... yessssssssssssss.”
Amahle’s master did not care about a slave-girl’s orgasm. He also did not care about her attempts to please and tease him but just grabbed her head with both hands and shoved his dick deep into her throat making her gag again and again. She took care to rest her hands lightly against his thighs, extremely careful not to give him the impression she would like to back off.