It was later before Samantha arrived. I stayed in my room and let her see her parents and get caught up. Then I slowly walked into the family room whe...e they were. I was left breathless. Samantha was a younger version of her mom. She was lightskin, just a little darker than I was. She was dressed in a sweater, jeans and boots that went up just past her ankles. Even in the sweater, it was clear that she had nice breasts. The jeans fit snug against her hips and her round bottom looked even firmer. Icouldn't believe how horrible she was to me; she really seemed to enjoyhumiliating me, especially in front of others. "You're such a wimp, Idon't know how I ever looked up to you, you're nothing but a worthlesspiece of shit," she bellowed.Mark was of course loving every second of my torment; he even had me standguard whilst he fucked my daughter in his office. The noise they made wasincredibly, one thing for sure my daughter loved Mark's cock every bit asmuch as I did. On one particular. “Man that was nice to suck on those plums and get the load from that pretty dick“ she said. She then motioned to suck on my cock, and I let her take turns for a little while, but I didn't want to cum yet, so I stopped. I remember there were two or three times a guy came into the stall and then another guy came in and stood outside the stall waiting for his turn. It didn't take a lot of them very long to cum, and I think the quickest was about 30 seconds and the longest was about 10 minutes.. The Mistress now makes me takeoff my skirt and blouse leaving everything else, thenblindfolds me, attaches wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs to eachwrist and ankle. The cuffs have a d ring and a snap toattach them together. Angelique is now told from now on sheis to be called a whore slut bitch and the Mistress is tobe called Mistress only...The Mistress now informs the whore to move to the bed andget on her knees and to unfasten her corset and waistclincher to make her ass bare. The whore Angelique.