Red Rubber: The Story of the Rubber Slave Trade Flourishing on the Congo on the Year of Grace 1906

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trample me so hard, that was the punishment to be away from her for 5 days.. She slaps me so hard as I dont feel I have a face. And for every punishment she Now I can’t say no to her. She does things to me against my will. She chopped my 20-inch straight hair into a pixie look because she said she is jealous of men who think I am pretty with long hair. I wept as she chopped my hair. She was not even gentle; she cursed while doing it. You allowed it to happen when you didn’t stop her the first time she touched you sexually. You should have screamed at her and not pretended to be asleep. Well guys, today is Friday and tonight I have to visit my Queen. I do not feel the weekend now, as I am under her. I think you enjoyed the life I am having

This also contains a sedative, Peter. Is that ok? You can still refuse if you wish. You still have 24 hours to change your mind, so you may want to wait before getting this shot. So if you don’t want the shot, just say, and I’ll tell them you declined.” Oh? Did you really think I was here to release you?” Elena taunted. “Hahaha. Pathetic. Of course, you always were a pathetic little slut. I was planning to just suffocate you with a plastic bag and throw you in some landfill, but then I realized that is exactly what you were expecting. That’s what you wanted, and you need to understand Liz, if someone displeases me like you did, I’m not going to give them what they want.” Be quiet!” she shouted. I was immediately silent. She was quite frightening when she spoke like that! She was very angry!

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We’d sleep in one bed, she in her pajamas, I in loose shirt and underwear. The bathroom has no door and this has not been a problem since we are both girls anyway.

Having been sedated only minutes before, she could hardly remember why she was here. She could remember parts of what happened, but not too much. She had been with Elena, in her own personal cell behind her mistress’s office. The police had busted in, waving their guns around. Then they took her. That was all she could remember for now. How much time had passed? Days? Months? Years? The answers to those questions lay outside the silence and darkness of her cell. said and she asked me directly whether I can do that job when my uncle is not there. Internally I was overjoyed, but I was so shy to express my feeling. ' put your cousin into a far away school because I wanted to be a real mistress at home. Well enough of that, now YOU have to replace your uncle's position which is about 200 miles away from their home. So, it was only me and my aunt stayed at home most of the time. So, here I will start the way this thing alland she laughed. 'Hey, yester night I saw you were staring at my feet, after I told about my likeness to have my feet pampered !!! Is there any particular All Max could manage was muffled noises, and even these noises faded out as his mouth became completely filled. The photographs are properly marked SAFE or RESTRICTED ( 18+ only / nudity). There are NO porn nor stolen photos ! I was not aware of falling asleep, or of sleeping at all, but I must have, because I suddenly woke up. Master was in his dungeon, doing what he enjoyed the most; turning an ‘innocent’ young man he’d selected for transformation into one of his ‘army’ of rubber slaves.

right. Then she turned to my side and, wowwwww, she looked at me with a furious face. 'Hey, you know what, I was thinking about the thing happened today,well I want to tell you something, you admired my feet in morning don't you? Well that is the result of your uncle being my slave when he is here. I really After receiving the photographs of her ancestors, Fany told Survival, ‘Every nation did its bit to exterminate Indigenous people: Colombia neglected them; Peru was mastermind and accomplice to the holocaust; England financed it, and Brazil uprooted Indians to work on the rubber plantations.’ We had a preset quota of work to accomplish each week. We were punished if we were seen to stop work without permission. And all of us got twenty extra strokes on Sunday, if we collectively failed to meet our weekly work quota. So we all worked very hard.