One button on my shorts and they we down and off, one button on my shirt and it was gone.He was pretty greedily that night pouncing on my dick and bal...s with his mouth immediately. He rolled his tongue over the head of my cock,down the shaft and then tickled my balls. Then he started sucking, slow at first then, pumping my cock with his mouth.The breeze on my naked body, the smell of the wooded area, the shadows playing on us made me horny as hell. I couldn't stand it any more and pulled him. I looked up at him with a kind of awe and gratitude. In making use of my body, he had reminded me of my place, my role in life. From that point, I adopted my poses with redoubled enthusiasm, and my submission radiated from my body. I hoped he was pleased with me.In the afternoon, I continued my newfound career as a nude model, this time for a video session. It was largely similar to the morning photo shoot, except this time every instant was captured on film as I was put through my humiliating. She tried to wrestle herself clear, but in vain. Again and againthe leather of the whip hit the lips of her sex with full force. The labia ofher sex opened up and now the whip landed on the soft interior hitting withfull force her most sensitive clitoris. It was too much, she fainted dead away??Oh, poor girl?, Joe shouted, ?But she isnot getting away that easy. Imagine you women what it feels like to be hit likethat on your most sensitive spot. She was. Imagine her pain. But she is stillalive.. Hours later she'd managed to slip out heading toward Jonathan's building when a hand caught her arm. "Where are you going?" came the repulsive but chilling voice of Reginald Pennington, "you and I should retire to a private area for some pleasure of our own." A cruel laugh issued from his throat, "After all you'll soon be mine, and I do enjoy breaking the spirited ones!" Jerking her arm loose, she hissed at him. "You are delusional! There is no way that will ever happen!" Laughing.