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About the slave trade...
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My merchandise usually comes to me from other slavers, fathers that desperately need gold, husbands, brothers. I don't care where it comes from as long as I can make a profit. Slavery and bondage might not be your fetish, but that doesn't matter. You're one now. There's your new life. Don't bother pleading. I don't hear you, only the human selling or buying you.
What I look for is high end tail that my clients want to buy. Bruises, scars- those lower the price I can get, so don't bring me damaged goods. If you're a little fat, you won't eat again until you're ripe for the auction block. I won't be trying you out before the sale. A lot of my clients want the pleasure of breaking your spirit themselves...
If you fan me, you make me aware of you, so think twice, or you might end up in one of my "for sale" galleries. Or worse for you, my personal harem. I have dark desires myself, and I won't ask. I'll just do whatever I want to you. I might have you rim me while I cum down your daughter's throat. I might make you eat out your sister in front of your dad. And I like to bite, hard.
I'm a sick, twisted bastard, and I revel in it!
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Posted on : Oct 3, 2013
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Commented on Dec 12, 2013
That is indeed one hot profile.
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Commented on Oct 3, 2013
That sounds sooo hot! It makes my Little pussy so wet!
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