Debbie Part 10

The men threw her on the floor in front of Master Farrell and Bryce. Landing on the floor she saw that Giselle had also landed on the floor. Giselle looked completely exhausted, bleary-eyed and covered in sweat. Had she seen the puddle of semen on the carpet she would have understood. Shawna had been fucking Giselle for hours, giving her one fabulous orgasm after the other and in effect convincing her to change sides. Not that this was strictly necessary since she was a slave, but Master Farrell had a plan to humiliate Helen that required some cooperation from Giselle. After the fucking she had just received and the torture she was about to witness, her cooperation was insured. Master Farrell nudged Helene with his foot and said: "Helen. Your time as the queen-bitch of this town is over.

You are about to assume your proper station in life: that of a slave-bitch." Helen began to fear the worst as he continued: "In a short while you are going to sign over all of your property to me and my subsidiaries. When this little formality has been taken care of you are going to be given a small taste of what awaits you. I suggest that you sign the papers now," he signaled at a pile of papers held Master Farrell's lawyer, a sharp looking young woman who had just entered the room, "since refusing will only increase the amount of pain you are subjected to. Of course one might argue that since you are going to spend the rest more of less in constant pain, what difference does a little extra make? But I'll leave that up to you, since it is the last real decision you are going to make in your life." As he removed Helen's gag, she wanted to scream profanities at him, but instead tested the water to see how deep she was in: "Is no one on my side?" she asked looking around. She could see almost all of the security people, all of the masters and mistresses in her employ and a good deal of the legal people standing around her in the room. The room was almost full, but no one came forward.