Jay would call her at all hours of the night on some nights and they would talk about everything about how their lives are now and about how their liv...s were before. Sometimes it would even get a little hot and heavy. Jay’s voice would send Keri into mad fits of ecstasy sometimes. He knew what she liked sexually and he would elaborate in fine detail how he would peel back the lips of her engorged cunt and delicately lick her clit up and down, like a cat lapping at milk. Keri would moan in Jay’s. But, it was time to take it to the next level. So, *** couldn't see anything or feel anything...yet! She knew ### was still there, she could hear him breathing. His breathing was actually getting heavier....he was really enjoying this she thought. That just made her wetter. As *** waited there naked, in the middle of their bedroom, she wondered how much could she really handle? Well, she was about to find out. ### started rubbing his fingers down her body...wrists down to her toes and back up. .. She caught my eye right away. She adjusted her eyeliner every morning in an almost ritualistic manner giving her the appearance of being striped like a tiger waiting to pounce. Her hair, tied up in a beautiful entanglement of dark black threads, skillfully weaved together in complicated braids unlike any other style I had ever seen before. Though her clothes were mostly bland, with a regular blouse and a baggy skirt, exposing no shape or form. My first impression of her were all smiles and. I assume that Linda and Bob have told you why you are here. My name is Wendy, and I am your Mistress of Ceremonies. This afternoon, these two sluts will become tattooed slaves just like me, and you are all welcome to watch. In case you are concerned, both of these sluts have already given their consent to this procedure. Both have watched Linda and me being tattooed this morning, and know exactly what is to be done to them. I suggest that all the ladies come to the front to make sure that they.