“Has a lot to learn, Perdue,” one man droned derisively.
I blushed more profoundly.
“Stop wiggling!” another one snapped.
“Hey, I like those jiggling t**s. You are going to have those n*****s pierced, aren’t you?”
Noooo, I shrieked inside.
“Harder, Maggie,” that first voice urged the woman. She complied and my ass soon felt like fire.
“On her thighs, if she can’t control herself,” someone shot out.
My thighs were instantly scorched, as angrily burned as my ass.
“Never seen such a fractious slave,” the jibing went on.
“It’s clear that she doesn’t know her place.”
I do know my place! I silently screamed. No one heard.
“I think you need to put her in the corner, since she can’t stay still.”
“I think so, too,” this last was the Judge’s voice. He moved to his feet, grabbed my hand w
