I climbed in the shower and washed and dried my hair. When I finished I noticed that there were two smallish gift boxes in the room. I checked the tag... and realised they were for me. ?For my little slut girl? Two gifts from Master. I opened the first and found a pair of court shoes with a hobbling (for me anyway) 5 inch heel. The second box contained seemed stockings and a black and red garter belt. I quickly dressed in the lingerie, and then I noticed a little note. Dear Slut, . It was an exciting experience to see two beautiful Bangladeshi ladies bent over in front of me as I was enjoying their naked bent over bums from behind. I slowly inserted my cock into one of the girls' assholes. She had a tight asshole as the tip of my cock was poking her butthole until it opened up and I was able to slowly slide my cock in and began thrusting in and out little by little until I gained more momentum every few seconds and finally got into the rhythm. clap!!!..clap!!..clap!!...my. But Riley gave in without another word. She removed her sheer top and the tiny skirt.He laughed but it was an angry laugh. He shook his head and said, “I might have known. You won’t even wear bikini panties for me. For your boss you go commando! You did fuck him, didn’t you?”“Brad ... please don’t be mad! It wasn’t like that.”“You didn’t fuck him?!”“It’s hard to explain. I mean that. I really can’t explain it. He ... he made me. He made me do things; terrible things I didn’t want to. Regretfully, and that in hindsight, I'd purchased the clip that read: "MyLittle Girl" on it in a pastel pink and it stood out like a name tag thatMs. Evens was reading after her eyes followed the pacifiers progress frommy mouth. Although to her credit she didn't mention it but simply said,"I've called a tree service to remove those branches near the power linesand wanted to warn you that they would be cutting and grinding in a shortwhile. I'm sorry if I woke you."I was fully awake, embarrassed.