We both would check on each other and say the usual good morning and good night stuff.Beena changed her profile picture to a younger picture of hersel.... She was less plump and more curvy in that photo. I saved her profile picture to my gallery. One night I became so horny and desperate that I sent her a picture of my boxers covering my boner.Luckily, it was late at night and she didn’t see the picture. I masturbated imagining her reaction after seeing the picture I sent her. After coming back. The host announced that because this object is usually top and volunteered only for this occasion and because there is no competition in bidding anymore, the starting bid will be set higher and the remaining master can either accept it or joining the others with their slaves and leave this object out. I heard another voice saying that he accepts the price and bids for this object - somehow I thought to remember that voice, but could not assign it to any face.With that last object (me) being. "Your dad said that I have to take care of the male dogs and their owners." Said Jennie."And that means what?" I asked."You know John." No I don't. I want you to tell me exactly what you have to do." Well, I'm not exactly sure, but your dad implied sexually." So, you will be sucking, fucking and jerking off dogs. You also will provide sex for the male and female owners and maybe their children too." I asked."I guess so." Said Jennie a little less certain."Are you also giving performances for. . She doesn’t want drugs.”“No, I’ve never, I...”“Really?” The brunette asked. All she saw was goth leather, dyed electric blue hair, and facial piercings. “I guess you’re only like 13, huh?”“No! Shut up!” Roxxi shouted. “I’m--”“This guy again?” Another girl, taller but still short, had two tone hair. The right side of her mane was silvery white, the left pitch black. Her tattoos were visible between the cuffs of her winter coat and the rim of her gloves.“Me again? I’m sorry, where have I seen.