One year of slavery.

After Gianna was sure that the woman had left,she opened her eyes and sighed,heavily. The man was more disgusting than she thought. The brief scene she had witnessed flew through her head. Of him buried deep inside that woman. He looked so huge. Not that she had seen a lot of real life cocks before but she felt that was just too big. Didn’t it feel heavy when he walks? And didn’t the woman feel any pain from taking in something like that? She recalled the woman had not a single sign of a pained look. Gianna gulped. She had been enjoying it! And at this stage in her life,she had already been filled in with stories about how sex was. “My dear wife.”That rough voice reverberated in her head and it snapped her out of her reverie. She could see Ivan was back from the bathroom now and was properly clothed. She shook her head trying not to let him see how flustered she was. Tristan walked up to him and then whispered something to him.After that,he swiftly left the room. Suddenly,the room felt