She wearily took to her feet and headed across the office towards the coffee machine in the far corner. Two of the younger guys were talking there as ...he approached and she saw them glance ather body before hurrying off. Laughter trailed in the air behind them and she knew what they were thinking. She knew what they were all thinking. Leaning against the machine for a few moments, she glanced around the floor. Most of the eyes on her immediately diverted. They respected her because of her. She looked at me quizzically but, to her credit, said nothing. That alone spoke of the progress she had made in the previous weeks. Before she would have most certainly questioned the significance of the new arrival; now she appeared simply to accept the situation.I gave Nicola a dozen further blows from the flogger, striping her buttocks in a pleasing pattern and bringing forth a crimson glow from the repeated strikes. Nicola took them willingly, thanking me for each as I required and. He nodded. ?I know it’s sick, but that’s the kind of stuff I think about.? ?It is fucking sick, Daniel. It means that you have sexual desires to be a slave. To be the pussy boy of these guys. To be the fucked up, cum pig cocksucking ass raped faggot slave to these guys.? He cried then, hard, into his hands. ?Oh God, I am so ashamed.? ?You should be, Daniel. You should be terribly ashamed. Millions of parents bring their children to see you in these films. What if they knew what a. My own cock continued to strain against my pants and felt wet and slick with my own precum. I took my hand from his ass rubbed my throbbing cock hard. Sim noticed and said, " oh yeah, take that fucking cock out" I did. He then said, "stroke that cock baby, make it cum" I began mastubating, on my knees, in front of him, with his cock still in my mouth. The feelings were too much and I came quickly. Sim saw and told me to taste it, "taste your cum, faggot" "eat it" and I did as he said, my cock.