A special guest came to Mortimer's work. He didn't know him. A big black man who shouted at him: "I have a deal for you. I need a contact for some good blacksmith. I need new solid cages for my BDSM playroom. If you give it to me, I'll pay you more than you've ever dreamed of." Mortimer didn't need the money. The Master told him: "I need to get rid of seven of my slaves. I'm tired of them. You can come try them out, it'll be my payment for your service." Mortimer thought about it. He liked the idea, but he didn't know what his wife would say. He had been thinking for a long time about rounding up a few whores and making his own harem, that way he would have them nicely trained and without work. "We'll have to ask my wife..." That was something the horny visitor wanted to hear, because he knew that Linda was a real piece of woman. Linda was waiting for her friend Katarina. Both of them got a good shower of hot cum and their holes were sprayed every last millimeter. Linda agreed.