He enjoyed the way her muscles strained in futility, thinking she could achieve by force what persuasion had failed to get. He let go of the tits but just as her chest was heaving in relief, grabbed both nipples and twisted hard. What she saw inside baffled her. The girl responded by pulling Trish’s head closer with a gentle but firm press, showing her own desire for pleasure surpassed that of the domineering girl. Having no option Trish retaliated at the person’s torso, and was surprised to find him fall backwards from the impact. As she looked past Mgwabe’s shoulder, he saw her make her way towards the duo. Not that his father knew his son’s spying, but it had prepared him for his future calling , one he was realizing right now with his adopted daughter. She had learnt to like and eventually revel in the humiliating tasks of a slave girl, and be rewarded for it by being given control of the other women in the household, some as old as her deceased mother.
