The slaves of Carla

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"Mei-Ling, I want you to undress and then suck my cock!" Harrison MacLoud said to the diminutive Chinese girl whom he had summoned to the opulently furnished den in his baronial mansion.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the handsome, middle-aged man seated behind the ornately carved desk. "Oh, no Sir, I couldn't do that," the pert maid protested as her saffron skin darkened with embarrassment. "You are a married man. You should not even think of asking me to do such things. What would the Misses MacLoud think is she knew you had done so?"

Hell it was her idea, Harrison thought. But he didn't tell the trembling young woman facing him that. Instead, he rose from behind the paper strewn desk and moved around it. "Yes," he admitted, "I am married. Recently married. However, my wife refuses to perform certain acts which I enjoy indulging in. Therefore, I must look elsewhere to obtain that sort of satisfaction. And you, Mei-Ling, are where I intended to find what I'm looking for."

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