Sophie was crying, but not just from the pain of the spanking. She had been shocked at how quickly Louise had turned into Betty's 'bitch',...fetching the hairbrush with hardly any objections. But she understood now. Once somebody exerts their will over you like that, you really do become their bitch. The fear of being spanked had been completely etched into Sophie's mind now. Whatever Betty asked, she would be sure to do it. The simple act of the bare. "Well done! I knew you had it in you!"I blew out in relief; it was then that I noticed that I had held my breath awaiting her answer. Her ankle still was before my face."Did you notice my painted toe-nails?" she asked.I glanced down while shaking my head. She sighed. "All my work to get made up for you and you don't even notice, let alone compliment me. That doesn't make me feel very appreciated pretty boy. In fact it is putting me off..." Wait," I blurted out. I took a good look at her feet;. My intense orgasm had put me in a state of euphoria and exhaustion; I lay there motionless as he got between my wide spread thighs, his black cock nudged against my wet slit, ready to fuck me again hard and deep. Mouth to mouth, his cock against my pussy, his hands gripped me."I need your big nigger cock in me now…!" I cried in his face as I wrapped my legs around this black bastard; pulling him in. With Derek's hard black cock buried deep into my hungry wet cunt, I looked over to Victor and. I drifted off to sleep while T/they did. When I woke up a little while later, Dom’s cold, drying Cum was all over my face and in my hair. He had shot on my and the beta’s faces, but I had slept through it all. They laughed at me when I woke up. I was feeling foolish but I was still feeling great.Dear Journal,This evening W/we went to a play party that Dom had been invited to. It was a private affair. Me and the beta helped Dom take a shower and she assisted me as I shaped His pubic hair with a.