The last time I was there, I was innocent. And now I am a cum slut, a whore. And I liked it. I arrived at the gym, and Cassie was there waiting for m.... She had some familiar objects in the bag, as she pulled out the blindfold and ball gag that was used on me this morning. “You’ve been a bad girl, slut #3,” She spoke up, “And your punishment awaits you behind these doors. Take your clothes off, put this on and don’t make a sound.” Cassie walked toward me and handed me the ball gag. I placed it. After the short walk, the two arrived in the room to start their workout. The push ups happened, then some pull ups at a nearby pull up bar, air squats, and then it was time for crunches. As Charles laid down, Lyla grabbed his feet but notice a massive bulge in his pants. The two made eye contact as Lyla took a deep breath, her serious look turning into a slight smile. "You want me to take care of this?" asked Charles."Don't you usually have a lady friend for this sort of stuff?" asked. I slowly came to stand over him. "You can't kill me. And I can't kill you. I know why you're here. If you ever touch me like that again I'll make you wish I could kill you." I knelt down and touched his cheek. "The Mother of Darkness bit is a little cliche for me... Don't do that again." Forgive me..." He looked up to me.I nodded."What's going on?" asked Malia as she closed the door behind her. I turned and stood. I could feel her companions with her. I knew my eyes were still all black and I. That first fuck was wonderful and soon I had it with two other of her mates too, I was in big demand in those days and now it seemed I still was.But when I did start to reply to her question, her lips were pressing on mine and I was immersed in the most wonderful of delving wet French kisses most enjoyed.Instinctively I could not hold back any longer and there I was, in my mind with Millie again, my fumbling fingers finding her beneath that silk floral skirt, that feeling so good, the succulent.