Startled , Jo turned and looked directly at the sensuous Amazon Princess.

"It's all right gay , mi esclava, you CAN keep looking at Me....looking Me right gay in the gay eyes...... gazing into My deep, deep, eyes ..... you are gay becoming LOST in My eyes, Jo..... as you stare into My eyes you can feel My interracial power over you grow gayinterracial..... that's right mi esclava.... keep looking.... you are gay not ABLE to look away.......look.... look... don't be afraid .... LOOK...."

An hour or gay so later gay Jo was gay thrown into the cell gay with gay Bill. As she lay on the floor gay sobbing, they talked.

He had gay expected that he would have no free trouble in gayinterracial satisfying these women, after all it had been YEARS since gay they had been interracial with any man. But what he did interracial NOT gay know was free that the gay Amazon warriors were dominant in every way. They forced him to perform as THEY liked. Any deviation , by him, resulted in a beating. He gayinterracial was lashed repeatedly gayinterracial until gay his back was gay covered with welts. When he interracial wasn't actually "performing" for gay the Amazons he was free kept tied up in a small cell. His hands bound above his gay head as he stood, feet barely touching the ground, for hours at a time.

Jo interracial smiled,"Well, not exactly gayinterracial, Bill, but I did bring Jordan , and he will take your place as the tribal "stud" until I bring Xuca gay yet another slave to replace HIM."

"Say it Jordan, Say gay it, " the Princess ordered.