Her name is Ayanna Johnson.
Chapter 10
Strung up and abused!
Ayanna Johnson is a striking 22-year-old black woman, standing at 5'7" tall with a presence that is both commanding and inviting. Her smooth, radiant skin has a deep, rich tone that catches the light, highlighting her natural beauty. Her face is beautifully symmetrical, with high cheekbones, a small straight nose, and full, soft lips. Framing her face are soft, natural curls of luscious black hair down to her shoulders.
Her eyes are large and expressive, often sparkling with a hint of curiosity and warmth, drawing people into her world. She has a bright, inviting smile that lights up her entire face, making those around her feel instantly welcomed and at ease. Ayanna has many friends and enjoys good company whenever she can although is also very comfortable on her own.
Her body is beautifully proportioned and quite athletic having done a lot of track work in college and still enjoys regular gym workouts. She has a slender waist that accentuates her gently curved hips as well as her nice firm full 34C breasts. Her round, shapely buttocks are a defining feature, adding to her alluring silhouette. Her athletic build is evident in her toned arms and legs, and she moves with a fluid elegance, her steps light and confident.
Ayanna was now naked and held in a neck spreader. The meter long metal bar ran from a steel collar around her neck to wrist cuffs, and her wrists were secured in these. She was adorned with a beautiful gold waist chain and two matching gold anklets. Her ankles had been secured in a one-meter leg spreader, so it was quite difficult for her to walk.
Jack came to collect her, he attached a two-meter-long leather leash to the loop at the front of her steel collar and pulled, the poor but beautiful young woman stumbled after him finding it very difficult to walk with the spreader bar. He led her down the long corridor with her stumbling awkward along behind him. Just before the kitchen there was set of stairs off the corridor. She had a lot of trouble climbing the stairs and twice stumbled and bruised her knees falling forward.
Jack: "Stupid nigger bitch, stop messing me around," with a strong pull on her leash.
Eventually reaching the top of the stairs she was led out from a side door into a large ball room.
"OMG!" Thought Ayanna, as she looked around the room. There must have been 20 large circular table with five to six people sitting round each table, mainly men, all dressed in dinner suits, and some women in evening dresses. Some wore ball masks to hide their identity.
Ethan and Marcus were stood at the front of the hall along with Ms. Sinclair.
Ethan, raising his voice to be heard over the buzz of general chatter; "Argh! Our entertainment for the evening has arrived. Please enjoy the sight of our nigger- slut-sex- slave."