Chapter 6
"So what do we have here?"
Carol sat quiet serenely. Acting as if she hardly wanted to look up at me. Not wanting to waste either the time or energy.
And I couldn't blame her. I felt like shit, and probably looked like as well, so I didn't care if anyone ever looked at me again.
I was tired, baked and my mouth was numb.
Not surprising after being forced to service eight horny women, one after another. I wasn't sure I'd ever be able to use my mouth again.
Or at least that's what I thought until HE walked into the room.
Carol had sat there so calm and cool. Queen of all she surveyed.
Ignoring my very existence as she read through a pile of business reports.
The only change she made came when the naked stud stepped up next to her.
Like Louis he was darkly handsome, although I personally thought this man was far better looking.
Muscles hard and rippling all over his body.
He looked as if he had been born and bred for only one thing.
FUCKING!
Especially one part of him.
Didn't Carol have a man around her that had less than ten inches of fuck meat hanging between his legs?
The blonde bitch slave trader was still reading, but her left hand absently reached out for her new play toy.
Taking hold and then softly stroking him. His cock swelling up larger in her grip. "Oh my God!" I sighed.
The thing must have been close to a foot long! It wasn't as thick as what Louis or Donner had, but I shivered from thinking of the places that the beast could reach.
There wouldn't be a dark corner or soft tissue inside a girl he couldn't get at.
Or stretch out!
My mouth was watering, sore or not.
And it wasn't the only thing.
My pussy was dripping down my thighs!
The man stared right through me. Smiling a lecherous grin that told me he how sure he was that he could take me to heaven.
And then some.
There wasn't any way for me to hid my lust. My sexual greed. The stud was smiling. In the mood for anything he could get at.
Or in.
When his eyes left my body I wanted to cry.
His stare had moved on to Norma. Sizing her up and down, thinking of the possibilities there. That and a thousand other things before returning his gaze to Carol.
He had to have known that she was his bread and butter. And at the moment, of the three of us, she had to be the best looking in the room.
I know I must have looked like shit.
Hell, I was even thankful for Norma standing behind me. Ready to catch me when my tired legs ran out of energy.
I hadn't been given any chance for rest after taking on all those women. Norma had taken advantage of all their bodies to help get me stripped out of the rubber jumpsuit.
Getting the heavy leather belt back around my waist and locking my wrists to it.
The only kindness I was shown was being allowed to bathe. And that was only because Norma didn't feel like washing me again. So she threw me in the pool! All of the other slave girls laughing at me as I floundered around in the ice cold water. Finally exerting my last bit of energy in an effort to work myself down to the shallow end. Fighting to get my feet under me.
Just in time to have Norma scream at me to get out.
Two of the slave girls toweled me down before the amazon ordered them to refill my pussy with the hateful pink cream.
I could tell from the wincing looks on their faces, that the girls were only too aware of what the stuff did to a girl.
But not enough to stop them from filling me up.
Once they completed their task the girls were sent off to join the others. Lounging around. Waiting, I suppose for their turn on the auction block.
Yet not a one of them seemed concerned about it. Or maybe they just weren't able to worry anymore.
Fearfully I wondered how much longer it would be before I was just like them. A mindless zombie.
Norma had just gotten me in the house when I weakened.
The friction of my legs rubbing together walking had been too much. It had added to the fire burning in my sex.
Roaring until I was about to burst into flame!
"Please Mistress! I can't take it."
The amazon smiled down on me. "I liked the sound of that. Sincere groveling. Much better."
I couldn't bear to look her in the eye. I hated being like this. So totally out of control.
And I hated her.
"If you really want something from me, you have to ask nicely," she said finding it all so amusing.
I half dropped, half fell to my knees.
Pressing my lips to the warm leather of her boots.
Worshiping them with loving kisses as I begged.
"Please Mistress. Please give me release. Let me cum!"
"Perhaps. Maybe when you're through."
I tongue washed both her boots, the thighs, even licked her to another orgasm.
Not stopping until she pulled my head away.
"That's more like how a slave should act. There may be hope for you after all."
"Thank you Mistress."
"Now let's go see Mistress Carol."
"But your said...."
SLAP!
"I promised nothing! If you want your wretched cum, then you'll have to convince Mistress you're worthy of it."
She had to pick me up off the floor where I lay.
My face still stinging from her blow.
My pussy on fire worse than ever.
So now I stood before Carol.
And still she tormented me.
It certainly wasn't by accident that this slave stud happened to come in the room right at this time. Carol knew that either I'd cracked, or was on the edge of doing so.
And she had to know how I hungered.
"So, has our thinking changed?" she asked. Her hand still stroking her stud's hot meat.
"Yes Mistress." God but I hoped my voice sounded right. Sweet and sincere.
"I suppose you know you've embarrassed me greatly. The Contessa was a very special guest, and you hurt her feelings."
Hurt her feelings! Just because I didn't want to be forced to go down on her?
Just because....
"I'm sorry Mistress. I ... I apologize."
There was a slight raising of the woman's eye.
Apparently I'd said the right thing there.
"You should be punished for such insolence."
"Punished? But I was just ... Yes Mistress," I sighed humbly as possible.
Not another punishment, I silently begged. I couldn't take it.
"What you just received was not a punishment. It was only part of your slave training. You do consider yourself to be trained now, don't you?"
I slowly and carefully nodded my head.
"Good. But then you still need to be punished for being so rude to my guest."
"Yes Mistress." My heart fell. I didn't think it would be long now before Carol instructed Norma to have at me.
"I'm glad we see eye to eye on that. So then let me ask you, how do you like this?"
I looked up at her, but the blonde was looking over at her slave stud.
At the huge cock her fingers were pumping.
Licking my lips first, "Oh Mistress, I love that."
"And you'd like to have it?"
"Yes Mistress. Very much. I'd be ever so good if you'd let me," I promised.
I was also drooling at the prospect of being mounted by such a beautifully monstrous cock.
"Then show me how much you want it."
I threw myself to the floor in front of the smiling stud. He had the sure look that said he was certain that no matter what else may happen, his cock was going to be very well taken care of.
Carol was still holding on his cock. Aiming it at my face as I knelt there.
Keeping it steady as I took the purpled knob between my lips.
I could feel the vibrations caused as my thankful moans rippled across his taut skin.
So happy with this gift that I ran my tongue all over that juicy head, even pushing the very tip of my taster right into his piss hole!
Carol must have felt that I wasn't about to let this dick out of my mouth, for she finally let go of it.
Giving me the first taste of it's power as it nearly snapped my head up.
This cock wanted to rise up as proud and straight as a flag pole. And it was nearly as long!
Not that I minded. I wanted to feel every God damned inch of it thrusting away inside me.
But first I had to perform for Mistress.
Giving her the cheap entertainment that could only be provided by trained performers.
So I gobbled away at the man's meat.
There was far too much of him to get down my throat, but there wasn't a bit of him that I ignored.
Licking, kissing, loving....
Worshiping!
I did let him out of my mouth briefly, but it was only so I could use my tongue to clean off his balls. Sucking them in one at a time, and playing with them in my mouth.
It's one of those special treats for a woman.
Feeling them squirting around, testing to see how full of spunk they must be.
I even licked behind his nut sack. Making him quiver as I wetted down that super sensitive area between his balls and his asshole.
So much in need of fucking, willing to do anything to get it, I even explored his asshole with my tongue!
The stud never moved. Not his body or arms.
After experiencing the way Mendoza and Donner took hold of my head and fucked my face, I was surprised.
This slave must have been ordered to stay still unless told otherwise by his Mistress. Playing with this notion of mine, I did everything I could think of to make him lose control.
If Carol wanted to see me acting like a slut, then I was willing to put on a real show for her.
Sucking his rectum clean!
"Yes, it is possible you want him to fuck you."
I heard Carol talking, but I wasn't about to stop until she said so.
Because I did want, no need, this fucking. And I didn't want to lose the chance of getting it.
"Come over here then. Come here and ask me."
She was pointing to her feet, They were in the same open toed sandals she'd had on when the Contessa was visiting. "Kiss my feet...."
My mouth was already there doing it.
"Suck each of my toes until you're sure they are clean...."
God but I hated her for this.
No matter how much I put out for her, she wanted more. Always pushing me.
"Kissing your way up my legs. And you better not miss one single inch...."
Let me guess what would come next.
"Then lick me to an orgasm I'll remember for a very long time. One that will make the room shake. Only then can you ask me to all my slave to fuck your ass."
"WHAT!" My head snapped up.
She loved my shocked reaction.
"And while his cum is dripping out of your fucked out hole, you'll beg me to punish you. Just as hard and often as I wish!"
NO! Not like this.
Maybe if she had first given me to the stud. Let him fuck me long and hard, then she might have had me.
But not like this!
"You'll swear your allegiance to me. Swear that you're mine to use as I wish."
The bitch sat there smiling. She was so sure of herself this time.
She was doing just what the Contessa had. Sitting with her legs spread wide so I could look up and see her wet cunt.
As if it were some prize I really wanted.
I wasn't proud of the fact I had eaten all those other women, but at least I'd put up a fight first.
I knew I'd be sorry for this, but it seemed like time to fight again.
"Fuck you bitch! I'll never eat your stinking twat!"
Then I kicked myself backwards. As far away from her legs as I could get.
Carol looked like I'd slapped her, the stud was doing his best to hold in his sputtering laughter and Norma was so shocked she didn't know how to react.
Then the shock wore off and she seemed ready to explode.
Only Carol moved first.
"YOU SLUT! Nobody ... I mean nobody, talks to me like that! I thought you said you had her ready this time!" the blonde fired at Norma.
The amazon actually stepped back in fear. Caving in instantly to her owner.
"I thought she was. She seemed ready and I...."
SMACK!
Carol didn't look big enough to do any real damage to the huge woman, but Norma still went to the floor.
"Take her to the dungeon! I'll meet you there if you think you can do that much without failing.
I'll break her myself!"
Then she flopped back down in her chair, fuming.
Good! I hoped that I was giving her a run for her money.
Norma had a handful of hair and was dragging me out. Not even waiting for me to stand up, she dragged my nude body along the floor.
So my sights were behind us.
Watching as Carol reached for her stud slave.
Bringing him first to his knees, then spreading her legs....
Having the kneeling man impale her right there.
Pleasing herself with the cock that should have been mine!
And she knew that I saw it all.
Seeing the look of rapture on her face as that monster invaded her!
Her eyes silently laughing at me as I was dragged out the door, and away from the prick I lusted after.
Once in the hallway, Norma let me go. My head smacking the floor as I fell.
It was nothing though compared to the pain I felt when the amazon started kicking me.
"You Cunt! I should rip your nipples off...."
The pointed tip of her boot landing in my ribs.
"Doing it slowly! Then make you eat them!"
She kicked me several more times.
"Stop whimpering! That's nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you!"
The giant looked back toward the door. Acting as if she were afraid we might be heard. Or that Carol would open the door to discover Norma hadn't completed her mission yet.
I was pulled up by my slave collar.
Trying to run, to get my legs under me again. All of it in an effort to escape having my neck broken as Norma pulled me after her.
Returning me to my private hell.
And it wasn't so I could have a good time.
I had barely gotten in the door before I was on the floor again.
Knocked down there by my "trainer".
She left me there as she got things ready.
Like a weird looking metal frame.
Dragging it into the center of the room.
"Get that worthless ass over here!"
It took a lot of doing just to get up to my knees, let alone trying to stand up without my arms to balance.
My legs were far too wobbly on the extreme high heels.
I settled for crawling over to Norma on my knees.
Putting me in just the right position for what Norma had in mind.
"Spread 'em," she growled.
Kicking at my knees until not only were they wide apart, but they were where the woman could strap them to the outside of the metal frame.
Next my ankles were crossed and strapped together.
Norma's hand pressed down on my chest, backing me up.
A metal rail suddenly felt cold and hard across the middle of my back.
"Go ahead. Try something. I'd love to have just one more reason to let you have it," Norma warned as she unlocked my wrists.
But I didn't struggle. What would be the use?
It wasn't as if I'd get very far with my ankles and knees taken away from me.
The woman looked disappointed as she brought my wrists behind my back and linked them with a pair of handcuffs.
Tugging my ankles up off the floor as she hooked them to my wrists with a bit of leather.
All of it putting me into a fearfully painful backbend.
Spreading me wide open while pointing my boobs up at the ceiling.
Norma came right down to look me eye to eye.
Anyone else see us would have thought we were kissing.
"I hate you Pig! I hate you and I'm going to make you pay for it!"
Her hand was pulled back as if she were ready to slap me.
"None of that. At least not yet."
We both turned to see Carol standing in the doorway.
She had changed since we'd last seen her.
Still in blue, but now she wore a leather skirt so short that it didn't really hide a thing. That and a pair of boots that went so high up her thighs they nearly looked like pants with heels attached.
Her hands were unbuttoning her small jacket so she could slither out of it. Leaving her topless.
Red nipples standing out hard and at attention.
But I couldn't tell if it was from the fucking she just finished with, or because she was excited at the thought of torturing me.
Tossing the unneeded jacket down, the blonde bitch headed our way. High heels clicking solidly on the concrete floor.
"You already had your chances with her," she said in way of explanation to her head trainer. Giving the crop she held a few test slashes.
"All you had to do was teach her a few manners, and you couldn't even get that done."
SMACK!
I saw the crop moving and knew I'd never be able to avoid it, so I closed my eyes.
Not wanting to see it happen. My body tensing up for the pain about to come.
"YEOUWWWWWW!"
But it wasn't me yelling.
I opened my eyes and was shocked to see Norma screaming.
A flaming red mark was rising up on her right breast where the crop had kissed her.
"The other one too. Hold it up for me." Carol was acting as if she were admonishing a child.
And Norma actually did it. Cupping a hand under her bowling ball sized boob and holding it up and out.
Offering it as a target for Carol's crop! SMACK!
"OOOOOUUCCCHHHHH! Thank you Mistress!"
The blonde looked at me. "See how it's supposed to be done? You live only to serve me. To make me happy. And if I wish to whip your tits, then it makes you happy that I picked you for it."
I can't say that Norma looked happy, but she had certainly gone along with her order even when she knew what kind of pain it would bring.
"Now stand up," she told the amazon.
Norma was still straightening up her body when Carol's hand flashed out for her.
Taking hold of the golden rings piercing her lower lips.
Twisting them. HARD! "NOOOOO! Mercy Mistress!"
"Possibly it's time for me to be looking for a new trainer?" TWIST!
"OOOWWWW! No Mistress! I'll do better, I promise!"
"Or maybe it's that you'd like to spend some time with Louis? What if I made you the men's slave for awhile?"
The huge woman paled. This terrified her more than any whipping she could have been threatened with.
She was a true lesbian! Frightened to death of cock.
"No, please Mistress! I'll do anything...." TWIST! YANK!
"Damned right! Well, we'll see. But be careful you don't anger me further. Now go get the other slut!"
I had no idea who Norma was being sent for, but the woman was off and running to fulfill the demand.
Carol didn't even look. She knew with certainty the amazon wouldn't let anything stop her on her mission.
The blonde was looking at her hand, noticing her fingers were wet from having rubbed against Norma's wet crotch.
It was as if she had noticed unwanted dust, or dirt, on her finger. So she wiped it off.
On me!
On my mouth so I would taste the woman if I were to so much as wet my lips.
"Now the question comes, what to do with you? You seem to live to embarrass me. I certainly can't turn you over to Packard like this, now can I?"
There was no answer I could give, so I kept quiet.
Only looking at the woman hovering above me.
Letting me see how excited she really was with all this.
She didn't have to do this to me, she WANTED to.
"First, let's make you more comfortable."
She stepped behind me and I let my head drop back to try and watch. Not an easy thing to do when your world suddenly turns upside down.
There was a small winch, part of the metal frame I was attached to. It sat back about three feet, and had a single cable coming out of it.
Carol had hold of the cable and was pulling it out so she could clip it to the single link of my handcuffs.
Then she turned the crank.
Causing both my ankles and wrists to be stretched out behind me.
Bending me further backwards.
Steadily pulling out any possible slack from my body and bonds!.
Not stopping until I felt sure something would give. That some part of my body was ready to go flying off me.
"There. That's much better. Oh, but you won't be able to see anything. Here, let me fix that."
From the corner of my eye I could see her doing something over by the side wall of the dungeon. Hand cranking another winch.
Dropping a cable down from the ceiling.
The clip at the end feeling icy cold when it touched the bare skin of my belly.
"Now where are ... Ahh! Here they are." The clicking of her heels announced her coming back over to me.
"Certainly is nice that your hair is so long," the bitch said as she tied my hair in a knot.
Then she slipped the silver clip from the cable through the knot, snapping it closed over it's own cable.
With four quick steps the bitch was back over to the winch. My head raising slightly with each click, as her hand turned around and around.
Twisting me into a pretzel of pain. Forcing my head into an upright position.
Having no choice now but to look straight ahead.
But the clicking sounds continued.
I was afraid my neck was going to break, but the clicking instead signaled a second cable dropping down.
"I've found that in each learning experience that something is needed to help focus the student's attention. This should do quite nicely."
A small, thin chain dangled from Carol's fingers.
With nasty looking steel clamps at each end.
"I do hope you're ready to pay attention," she smiled as her hands reached for my breast.
I'd been forced to wear similar clips, but nothing like these.
I was screaming long before Carol had finished taking her hand away from the first clamp.
No amount of pinching had ever hurt as much as this, and Carol was reaching with the second clip.
"Please! Oh don't ... It's too tight ... Going to rip my ... NNNOOOOOOOOO!"
The second bite wasn't any easier to take.
Tears flowing down my cheeks.
And I had to watch every painful second of it. All of it happening in slow motion right in front of my eyes.
Even breathing was painful to me now. I didn't want to do anything that might cause the clamps to move.
Enabling them to bite at me differently. "But you aren't getting the full effect yet," Carol smirked.
She fit the clip from the hanging cable over the thin chain.
Then started to winch it up!
Drawing my nips toward the ceiling.
Filling the room with my screams!
Continuing until by boobs wouldn't stretch any further.
The skin of my nipples feeling as if it were about to rip.
"Ah! The rest of the class has arrived."
My eyes were blurred with tears, but I could still tell it was Teri that Norma was dragging in.
"Go ahead and get her ready. I want to string the bitch up," Carol ordered.
Norma hurled the girl to the floor and told her to stay there. The amazon busied herself by hooking cables to Teri's leather ankle straps.
Carol made use of the same time to make my life even more of a living hell.
She had a large jar of the pink, irritant cream and two dildos in her hands.
Very large dildos.
"I'm going to give you these very nice gifts, but you better hold on to them. If either one of them drops out of your sloppy holes, I'll jam something up there that'll never come out!"
The bitch made a show of giving the first dildo a generous coating with the pink goo.
Her hand twisting back and forth as she worked it into my asshole!
God, but I wanted to scream. Only to do so meant I'd have to take in a deep breath, and that would stretch my tortured nipples even more.
All I could do was relax as much as possible.
Relax and try to take it in, but the size was too big.
Coming close to shredding my rectum as more and more of it was forced into my tender hole.
Incredibly blinding pain filling me....
Followed by the burning and itching caused by the cream!
I was still gasping and whimpering from this horrible attack as Carol showed me the second dildo.
It was monstrously huge.
From the look of it, the thing could have been molded from the cock of last stud slave I'd seen.
Only this one was meant to be cruel.
Large knobs spotted it's outer surface.
Hard lumps, with rough edges, the knobs would slash at the delicate insides of a girl.
And they did!
Not only ripping at my pussy walls as it entered me, but it also rasping against the surface of the first plastic dong.
With only one thin wall of tissue separating the two channels, it now felt as if they were about to merge.
This would have been the consummate stuffing of my life if the cocks were real.
Or if they were moving.
If I could only get my clit involved in the action.
So instead of being the best fucking I'd ever had, I was being tortured in ways I could never of dreamed of.
"Oh good. It looks as if we all finished at about the same time."
Blinking away some tears, I saw that Teri had been hauled up by her ankles.
She was now suspended upside down with her legs spread wide.
Norma had just finished strapping the girl's wrists down to the floor, bringing her into an inverted spread eagle!
"I hope you'll excuse me, but I see one or two things that could be added over there," Carol said lightly before going over to Teri.
"It's only that I noticed you needed something to help focus your concentration." Carol then produced another set of nipple clips.
They had to have been just as nasty as the ones I wore judging by the way the girl jerked and thrashed around.
"Of course this will be much easier once I get you pierced. Which won't be much longer, I promise."
Carol came back over to my side.
"I think we'll be doing something extra special for you," she said, running her hand over my tension tightened belly.
"Because of all the trouble you've caused so far, I think we need do more than just putting rings in your pussy. Of course those will have to be extra thick ones. About the size of a phone cord, I think."
I was wincing from the thought of my womanhood being disfigured in such a way.
And also from the way her fingers had drifted down to pull at my labia.
Pinching it as if she were ready to pierce it herself, using only her fingernails.
"I think a matching pair for your nipples will also be called for. And one more for your clit."
I know I jerked then.
Shivering from the ghastly idea.
"Oh so carefully placed so you'll only ever be able to cum if it's removed. And to make sure you think about what you want to say, I'm going to have your tongue ringed as well. I'll always know where it is then. You'll find it's amazing what it can be tied to. Why I've got a special harness that would let you lick my sweet pussy all day and all night long."
More tears were flowing, and I couldn't stop them.
I couldn't bear the idea of being her cunt slave for the rest of my life.
"Maybe when we sell you I'll include it as part of the deal."
My eyes were popping from their sockets as I stared at her. Too afraid to speak.
She only shook her head. Once more treating me as if I were a small child.
"Packer won't want you forever. He'll have his fun with you for a few weeks, but then his attention will wander. It always does. Naturally you won't be as pretty as you are now. Between the whipping, and he does whip ever so hard, and the tattoos he gives you, I might have to give you away. But there are plenty of Mexican bordellos that would be happy to accept you as a gift."
Our attention was diverted by a scream from across the room.
It was from Teri, and it only took me a glance to know why.
Norma's hand was dripping with pink cream.
She had been busy packing Teri's bald pussy with it, and the aphrodisiac was beginning to take effect on the girl.
"I'm sure you'll go quicker if I throw her in as part of the package."
"NO!"
It would be bad enough for me to spend the rest of my life having to be a cheap whore, but I couldn't let them drag Teri along as well.
"Just as I thought," she laughed. "You care for that little twat more than you do for yourself. This ought to be a good deal of fun then."
Norma had a wide leather strap in her hand. The thing was long enough it nearly touched the floor.
Until she hauled off and whipped Teri's ass with it!
Not once, but several times. And each blow sounded harder than the one before it.
"Ah, but you can't see how pretty a red she's turning. Here, let's change that. Do something on the, the other side," Carol told the amazon.
"NO!" I screamed again. I couldn't just watch as they tortured the sweet girl.
SMACK!
My left breast exploded with pain as Carol whipped it with her crop.
"Naughty, naughty. Mustn't tell Mistress what to do."
Both Teri and I were screaming our lungs out.
Norma was using the strap to whip the girl's belly.
Leaving behind red stripes that were at least three inches wide.
Giving the girl a few more before the amazon lowered her sights.
Whipping Teri's breasts.
Driving the nipple clamps into her chest with each excruciating impact. SMACK! SMACK!
Carol's crop landed on my right boob, then my pussy.
Only an inch away from my clit!
"Now I know I could whip you all day and you'd still find some way to be a trouble maker. So I thought I'd do this little demonstration for you. From now on, anytime you're a bad slave cunt, you-know-who is going to pay for it."
Norma moved behind the girl again. Taking careful aim....
Swinging the strap down from high over her head....
Hitting Teri across her exposed and stretched pussy!
At the exact same instant that Carol hit me on the clit with the crop!
Both of us were begging, pleading, promising anything and everything.
Carol wiped the tears from my face and held my head, forcing me to watch Norma.
And the way she was whipping Teri's pussy.
Eight harsh blows in a row.
On each impact I could see some of the pink cream squirting out of the girl.
"Now I'm going to let your head down, and we'll see how well you've learned this lesson. If you eat me well, we might just stop. But I promise you, if you don't make me happy I'll whip every bit of skin off that slut!"
The bitch wasn't at all gentle as she released the cable holding my hair. She had to jerk my head up to unclip that cable, then she dropped me.
Letting the clamps on my tits stop my fall!
I was still yelling in pain as she straddled my face.
"What do you say first?"
"Mis ... Mistress, may I eat your pussy?"
"Not bad, but I'm sure you'll get better by time I get back."
I wanted to ask her what she meant, but my tongue was already in her gash. Licking not only to save me, but Teri as well.
Choking, nearly throwing up, when I found something there other than just her cream.
Carol's pussy was filled with the spunk from her stud slave.
And she was now making me take it second hand!
"I thought you might like my little surprise. It's the closest you'll get to cock cream before I get back. I have to go back to L.A. for a business trip tomorrow. But I promise I'll make it up to you when I return. Starting with your piercings."
I wanted to shout, to argue, but I could still hear Teri moaning and groaning.
The bitter sounds reminding me that her abuse would only stop when I had finished my task.
Until I made Carol cum enough to satisfy her perverted lusts.
Trying not to think about what I was doing as I swallowed her sour juices and the globs of left over sperm.
The bitch kept me at it until she came five times!