As Cathy pulled back, she looked at Laura curiously. “You okay Babe?” Laura nodded before answering, “Yes thanks. How are you? Something smells ...elicious in there,” she enquired with an eager smile. But she could not disregard the drumming beat of her heart in reaction to the kiss. “Yeah, I decided against pizza.” Cathy laughed a silly naughty laugh, “I decided the young guy always delivering the pizza would be too much of a temptation for two hungry cougars.” Laura joined her in laughter but. There was a low moan from inside and he opened the door.The room was completely empty except for an old black-and-white television set and a filthy twin-sized mattress. The room stank and I gagged. I couldn't tell what - sweat, cum, old rotten food, something else. And a horrible overlay of strawberry scented air freshener. I leaned against the door, weak with nausea.Diamond Doug motioned and I turned my head. The door to the bathroom was open. A haggard and emaciated woman was sitting on the. He didn't even tell her to be quiet or to not speakunless spoken to. He said nothing.Rose knew that she deserved to be punished. She had, after all, lost, and because she had lost,Master had lost face among his friends. But it wasn't the first time that she had lost a match. She had fought other slaves before and although she almost always won, she had lost before. When she had lost, Master had punished her for losing as was proper.... but not like this. Onceshe lost because she was. " Oh, no," she said, shaking her head emphatically. "Uh-uh. No way." "You wear this to the beach," I went on relentlessly. "No coverup. You wear it all afternoon and evening, and nothing else." No way," she said again, and for a moment I was sure my plan was failing. Then Millie said, "There's no way you're bluffing me out of this one. I'll see that, and raise you a two-hour air blowjob, naked, with a week of blindfolded fucks." She smiled at me smugly, confident that I would either fold or.