Some people use brandings or piercings to permanently mark their slaves’ others use fewer permanent marks such as a collar. I have collars for all o... you to wear. You will all wear the red clothes that will be made for you. You will be part of this family and hold your heads high.”A couple of the men rubbed their necks in the thought of a collar. Tom pulled out a thick gold necklace and handed it to Durr. The room got loud as people watched. All the men and the women were handed necklaces and. I screamed into the gag."Annannas! Annannas!"My old safe word, rendered useless, by my own design.Crack! A new line of fire crossed the old fading one. I tried to struggle, to get free of my bonds, to, at least, rub my ass. It was useless; he tied good knots.He also took his time, allowing the pain of each cut to peak, and recede, before the next strike. Tears joined my screams of agony to no avail. Sweat covered my skin and beads of the salty liquid burned my eyes when I shook my head in. It was her first time being naked in front of a man and I could tell she was uncomfortable. Freeze I said. As she stood there with her shorts around her ankles, my face was staring directly at her beautiful ass. I took my hands, spread her ass cheeks, and slowly started licking her. Her anxiousness slowly dissipated and she began to grind her ass back on my face. Instinctively, she stepped out of her shorts to allow her legs to spread. She tasted wonderful but I wasnt satisfied yet. I executed. The next time I had sex, I wanted to blow the guy's mind. I'd be wild and uninhibited and completely sexy. It was going to be great.I was lying on my stomach on Phillip's bed when he started rubbing my shoulders. He had very good hands, they seemed to be reaching in between my muscles and pressing the ache out. It hurt a bit where he rubbed, but it was a good hurt. I reached down and pulled my shirt off. I wasn't wearing a bra. He probably didn't get to see anything as I had my back to him and.