My stomach was tight with nerves and stillI was drawn to him. Making a conscious effort not to sink into a kneeling position,I barely held back the fl...od of submission. It was too easy to surrender mydignity now. I mustered my courage, took a deep breath, and stood my unstableground. His hand rose casually in a gesture calling me to him, until he dashed itacross my face. I staggered before him, the taste of blood blooming on my lips. "Youwill kneel in my presence, whore," he said nonchalantly.. "Now, I am quite aware that none of you can be trusted for that length of time. I dread to think of the trouble that we would have getting you all back in order after such a time. So we have decided that you will each be looked after while we are away. Mistress Darla will explain."With that Erica turned on her heel and left the room. Seven pairs of masked eyes swivelled surreptitiously watching her disappear, each lost in their own desperation at whatever it was that they would not be. I couldn't think of anything more arousing, I was being dominated hard by Darren. He then stopped suddenly and ordered me to give him a hand job. I grabbed a sachet a lube out of his pants pocket like he told me to and rubbed it all over my hands, then rubbed them over his dripping wet rock hard cock. I proceeded to rub it up and down, slowly, paying particular attention to his massive knob. I built up speed as I looked up at him, his sexy, strong, upper body towering over me. I wanted to. They are my favorite pair. The palest pink. Against my skin they look almost like I have nothing on. The lace is soft and rough at the same time. I feel that breath again and know that these are indeed my favorite panties. His fingers are sliding over the lace of the panties then between my legs. I feel him lean down and his breath is against me before his mouth is. He has slid the panties aside and his tongue is between me and in me. I fall back into the couch. I know that if he looked up at.