Caitlin's knees ached from crawling around the stage and having to remain on them through the first contest."After the first round we have Master Chri...tian's slave and Master Devon's slave tied for first place. That ends the humility portion of the contest and we will now move on to the pain tolerance. Of course none of the things we will do will be severe and may be mild compared to what some of the slaves are used to but they will be challenging. Especially when done in front of such a large. A handsome face. Powerful hands. He smelled of an old-fashioned aftershave, plus his own masculine scent. His blue eyes were enjoying her. She found herself sitting up straighter, pushing her breasts up and forward. They sipped their tea, and Bob’s glass was soon empty. She got up and walked to the fridge for more, aware that the cut-offs showed several inches of her toned cheeks. Even without turning around she knew that Bob was taking it all in. And she liked that. Maybe it was because she. This is a terrible situation all around and I'm sorry it's come to this. But it has and I meant what I said last night: This ends right now, for all of us."Mom's goal was reached. Mrs. Crawford wasn't exactly going to plan a ticker-tape parade in my honor, but she quit singling me out for abuse in class. If I made a mistake, she pointed it out, but in the same fashion she would point out others' mistakes. It was all I could ask for. I did my part and kept my mouth shut. I referred to her as. ...oh fuck that is it! Watch this!" I said as I squirted a stream of pussy juice into his surprised face. Soon he was spitting as another long blast caught him in the mouth. I was groaning as I finished cumming. I looked to see the surprise on his face."That is how you get a pussy excited. Now get your cock out!" I said as I stood up. He dropped his pants and his fine eight inch cock stuck straight out. After Pete and Nate he seemed small but he was still several inches longer than my X. I.