Meeting Madison Williams

Not long after Alex rang the doorbell the door opened before him, a gorgeous brunette woman was now standing before him. The tall black man couldn't believe his eyes, she looked so good, much better than he had hoped, her face, her eyes, her curves, everything was perfect.

She looked nervous, her deep brown eyes scanning his tall figure. She could immediately tell why he had come here, she knew it would happen sooner or later, she knew her assigned master was going to come and claim her one day. She only hoped he was here for her and not for her precious daughters.

"Good afternoon ma'am, my name's Alex, nice to meet you. I was given your address by the government, but I guess I should say my address, from now on I will be this household's master. Here are the documents to prove my rightful claim" He said with a confident smile as he lifted the stack of papers he was holding, handing it to her.

The woman's lips parted, the surprise leaving her speechless. This man was not here just to claim her or one of her daughters, he was going to claim everyone in her family and everything they owned. He already had actually, the moment he signed those papers they belonged to him and they could do nothing about it.

"My name is Madison sir" She said as she looked him in the eyes, a pleading expression on her face "Please, I beg of don't do anything to my precious daughters, I will obey you without a complaint if you do. I cannot believe this is actually happening but please, spare my girls" she basically begged him.

"We'll see about that. I'm not very familiar with this all thing myself, I'll settle in for now. I'd like you to show me the house for starters. And keep calling me sir, that was nice" He said adding a little wink.

A bit of relief washed over Madison, he wasn't going to **** himself on her right away at least, she hoped he would keep being so nice.

"Oh of course, I'll show you around" she said before turning on her heels and making her way inside, her toned ass swaying with each step.