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The old slaves home one quiet evening two old retired slaves were discussing their lives while sitting on the porch of the old slave quarters in rickety hard back chairs, sipping tea from cracked thrift store cups. One was describing her slave life of leisure as a treasured bedroom slave, of never being required to engage in things she set as hard limits and how respectful and sensual her master was. The other then described her life of degradation and forced service even of things she found repulsive about how disrespectful her master could be to her even among other masters and slaves ( please excuse me a moment while I wipe a tear from my eye, stories such as this upset me, sorry, ok back to the story ). After she finished her narrative the other sat in stunned silence. With the quiet that often follows such a tale, they sat there sipping their tea as the sun set each lost in thoughts of their past. I often wonder which had the bigger smile.
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all around nice guy and creative misogynist i'm not very skilled so i just hit harder i want a woman to make into the woman she never wanted to become
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