She grasped the hairbrush in a strong grip and began fucking herself with gusto. Each time she fucked herself deep, a moan of pleasure escaped her lip.... Oh, yes … oh, yes … ohhhh, its so … so good! Her hips gyrated, her cunt dripping fuck juice. The slimy cream was oozing out and smearing all between her legs. It coated the hairbrush handle, making it slip and slide fast and easy. Her hand pumped in a steady fucking rhythm. Getting into it, she threw her open cunt up to meet the fucking brush. Leslie and I sat on the side of her bed and watchedthe other two strip, kiss and climb under the covers,smiling at us and then giggling like crazy. There wasa small lamp on the table between the beds.Leslie was wearing a JV football jersey and I waswearing my boxers having forgotten to pack pajamas. Welooked at each other in the faint light and she said,“Do you want to?”I whispered, “Of course.” Leslie was a very prettygirl with long legs and a fine ass.“It’s. I make a visit to Sir. ‘Come in, Ms. Rockton.’ I enter and close the door behind me as instructed. ‘Please lock the door, we wouldn’t want to be disturbed.’ Turning to the door, I feel Sir reach around and begin undoing the buttons of my shirt to my waist. Exposing my bare breasts, he gently fondles them. He slides his fingers to my already stiff nipples. Sir rolls them between his thumb and forefingers. I lean back against him, lifting my skirt to my waist. I rub my arse in a circular motion. I did as told and was starting to feel the effects, feeling my body golimper from the aromas. Whaack.Another stroke landed."You are our sissy Brenda."Whaack."You live to serve Mistress Lynn's kitty and ass."Whaack."Her Kitty is your drug. You will be addicted to it."Whaack."Without it your life will be miserable."Whaack."You will fuck and suck cocks for your Mistress and Master."Whaack Whaack.So weak from the poppers now, helpless to resist."Please may I lick her sir."Whaack."You will never be.