At a slave auction, I had bought a promising-looking slave. Of course, the slave was transported in my trunk, due to his slave-position. There it was unfortunately a bit warmer than the air-conditioned area of my car ...

Arriving at my dungeon, I would first deal with my purchased spoil. How quickly he is, what he can (bear) ...and so on.

Snotty answers are acknowledged to me immediately with a few slaps in his face and then he just hung up on his feet to allow his brain slipped back in the right direction. After that I try several times lashes out at him, which only em... Show more