Phillip’s how does the gown look on me?” she asked one more time.I finally managed to get my mouth to link with my brain and speak:“Miss Jasmine...if there was a crown placed upon your head with one hundred finely cut, flawless diamonds they would still pale when compared to the wonders you present to my old, tired eyes.” She giggled in delight, bringing a flush of uttermost embarrassment to my face.The gown was as good as rented for the night…Excellent!I am really glad my pants were still hidden. Sara had to save her. She moved quick. She gripped the base of his cock tightly and gently pulled it out of Julie’s mouth. Ryan was groaning. He looked down to see two women on their knees paying attention to his erection.Julie looked at Sara. She saw her hand furiously move up and down his shaft. His cock’s head was red, hard, and sensitive. Sara turned away from Julie’s face and towards hers. Her tongue flicked across his cock’s head and Julie saw a thick blob of his cum splash her. That she won’t be doing piercings on them, because they need to find someone who does that. Slave Pissy slowly depilated all of them and after that mistress Nutz had a preach:So now that you look sexier then before, we’ll go to check rooms. Mistress gave word to slave Pissy.We have 15 rooms. Some of them aren’t equipped yet, but most is. As this is prison, you will be put on test in everyone of them, one session per day. Mistress already gave you charge of rooms you’ll first test and take care. Not even an order, really. Just a statement of fact. She'd been keenly aware of the moisture growing between her legs as he led her hand-in-hand from the coffee shop and towards the elevators. Inside the hotel room, he'd told her to stop & remain still. It had felt like a river between her thighs then, and a flood when he'd slowly pulled up the hem of her dress to reveal her plump ass. Found it hard to keep from squirming as his fingertips brushed over the skin of her rump. Even harder to.