“Now, that’s an interesting reaction,” Eleanor said. “Very interesting. Almost like you both had something to hide.” Eleanor gestured to me. “How about it, familiar? What can you tell me about these slaves’ conduct in the van?”
Eleanor nodded to Stana who advanced on both, torch in hand. The flickering light revealed the whites in their eyes and other things too. For all her bondage, Sharon tried to appear defiant, but Nora started to shake. Her dread was obvious, but Sharon possessed it too. Tiny little drops of sweat broke out on Sharon’s forehead. But in the torchlight it was easy to see both sets of erect n*****s. Stana pinched each one, roughly kicked their knees apart, then squatted down and teased both their p*****s. She didn’t need to do much pulling and tugging on the lips until
