Finally, we got to the cell with my car. I stuck into a pair of buttons, and the two-year-old Opel rolled out of the box, rustling softly with impenetrable tubeless tires.

I touched the lock, the car recognized the prints and squeaked softly. All doors are unlocked. I threw Jesin the suitcase and my bag in the trunk, and opened the front passenger door in front of the girl:

- Welcome.

She gracefully, as far as she allowed the dildo and low landing machine, she sat down. I went around the car and sat down too.

- Well, here we are at home. Now get to the mansion ...

- Master, tell me, can I take off the dress? - Jess interrupted me. - It is so constraining movement ...

- You can. - I waved my hand. - Relax, take off your clothes, do what you want.

I did not worry that passers-by or passengers of oncoming cars could see naked Jess. First, I'm in my car, even if it is temporary. Secondly, we are in Solaria, in Union territory. And here every person who has exceeded the bar for 18 years could do whatever he pleases with his body. Even commit suicide, not to mention sex, drugs or prostitution. Naturally, a lot of clarifications were attached to this law: so that the freedom of the individual citizen does not infringe upon the freedom of the people around him, and so on. In short, you can be naked in your car, but distracting drivers on the high-speed highway, swinging boobs from the hatch - no. Somewhere between these two actions lay a fine line of freedom and lack of freedom.

The girl instantly got rid of clothes and shoes. I threw them into the back seat, and was relieved to sit down beside me in the chair.

I grunted and pressed the start button. The electric motor silently stepped up and the car began to move smoothly.

We raced along lighted highways, past areas densely crowded with neat private houses, houses, mansions ... somewhere in the distance could be seen the business City. He could be recognized unmistakably, by the huge accumulation of neon and skyscrapers tearing up rare clouds in the starry sky. Jess froze, gazing out of the window into the night view. I thought that she had never seen the night sky before, and ordered the car to throw back the top, since it did not promise rain.

- Look, how many stars! - I winked at the black woman.

The naked girl stared into the naked sky, with her head up and arms outstretched up.

The night wind blew my face, ruffled my hair, and I could only imagine how wisely undressing Chocolat was getting high from the light touches of cool air.

- Yu-huu !! - She issued a cry that was understandable and without words. Looks like my slave was infinitely happy. - It's so beautiful! So many lights! So much light! And the wind cools my nipples !! - She screamed, not really caring for those who hear it

I smirked, with one eye glancing at the road, and with the second I was mowing at the frankly balding Chocolate. She lay relaxed in a rather obscene pose, one leg thrown on the edge of the car door, the other bent at the knee and pulled to the side. I put my hand on her thigh and stroked, since it was almost unnecessary to drive the car. There was something placating about this: rushing along a deserted hi-wind, stroking the leg of a naked girl in your car, listening to the whistling wind ...

“Five hundred meters to the destination” - A vigilant computer warned me.

Wow! We have almost arrived. I winked at Jess and turned into an alley from which there was a very convenient access to my house. Another literally minute - and now we are standing near my gate.

- We arrived.

I stretched, as always after a long journey. And turned to Jess. She no longer lay, but sat, carefully looking at my house.

- Very beautiful mansion.- She summarized.

- Glad you like it. Now you will live with me.

- Thank you, Adrian ... thank you my dear, beloved my master ... - She reached out to me and our lips met. Once again that day, I greedily kissed a naked black woman, pulled her to me, grabbed her delicate buttocks, crushed her tits, bit her lips and played with a mischievous tongue ... Finally, a good two minutes later, I definitely broke away from her:

- In the house! Alive!

We got out of Opel, I almost cut the car recall system on the machine. After a few tens of minutes, an employee will appear and pick up the car. The money is debited from my loan in their office automatically ... Convenient. I took the suitcase and bag, threw a backpack over my shoulder. Jess grabbed her dress and flip-flops and danced her barefoot feline gait with impatience. Would look at it forever ...

“Open up,” I ordered the gate, and she obediently opened. - Come in. - This is a black woman.

Passing along a not long path of natural stone, and entering the house, I ordered:

- Light!

Lit diode tape, stretched across all the walls. The lighting was soft, but with it you can even read from paper ... if you only find such an antique rarity as a paper book or newspaper.

- So, Jess. - I began to explain - The door is straight - a large room. I have a media room there. Sofas, chairs, plasma panels, game consoles and other crap. To the right is the kitchen, to the left is the large bathroom. A staircase - I pointed to a light wood spiral staircase - leads to the second floor, there are two bedrooms, a small bathroom and my office. There is a basement, but we don’t need to go there yet ...

- I understood, master. We will definitely get to the basement ... - Jes whispered, hugging me with my whole body. Even through the shirt, I felt the heat coming from it. White dress she mercilessly squeezed in a fist. - Now I want ... you ... right here and now ..

- Don't imagine the dress. - I hardly controlled myself, but I understood that I had to be strict with her at such moments. This lustful panther with seductive tits can just squeeze me to the drop, if not controlled. - Look at what you turned your clothes! Lustful slut! Give it to me.

- Excuse me, master ... - The girl looked down.

I strictly looked at the mulatto.

- I did promise to flog you? So that you can not sit a week? Well, now I will fulfill my promise. Come on.

I left my luggage in the hall, threw off my heavy shoes, and immediately left the girl's slippers. He threw her dress over his shoulder and led the submissive black woman upstairs. I knew what I would do with her. And let him just try to say that this is not the real punishment.

In one of the bedrooms - the one for guests - I had a large coil of twisted pair in reserve. I was lying for a long time, because I didn’t need it, because I almost always use wireless technologies. Only at the time of the construction of the in-house infrastructure did I have to connect different stationary gadgets to the wires, and this was more reasonable than Wi-Fi. I opened the cabinet drawer and took out the box. He took out a coil and dismissed to its full length. This is a very strong wire, as it is twisted from eight separate conductors, and is enclosed in a sheath of elastic plastic. Such a wire holds several hundred kilograms on weight, and they can definitely bind or tie a person so that he does not break loose. Therefore, I measured a few meters of a vitukha, cut it off and nodded on the bed:

- Lie down, whore.

Jess obeyed unquestioningly. True, I lay on my back, but I needed the opposite. So I did not fail to grab her arm and leg roughly, and turn her over on her stomach without talking. After that, she quickly and firmly tied her arms over her head with wires. Tied them to the headboard. He took a pillow, shook it out of the pillowcase. He ordered the black woman:

- Open your mouth.

And when she did, I started stuffing a pillowcase in my mouth. He stuffed almost everything, leaving only a small “tail” outside, and said sternly:

- Do not try to spit it out. Clear?

The girl looked at me with a mixture of lust, admiration and ... fear? But nodding understandingly.

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