Dan could smell a mixture of different cheap perfumes of the women holding him; it was slightly overpowering, but not unpleasant. “What the fuck ...re you bitches doing ?!” Dan screamed as more whores came out of the shadows to grab his arms and legs. One of the bitches was a half-Asian/half-Black chick with shiny blue-hair and matching lipstick wearing a belly-shirt with some stupid anime character on it, Daisy Dukes cutoff jeans, rainbow-colored leg warmers and Doc Martens boots. She had a. Looking to be about ten inches long.I was not going to suggest this slave to Penny but she specifically askedme to contact him. I had a suspicion that she was after his huge cock anda pang of jealousy hit me.The following day I prepped the dungeon for the new slave whilst Pennylounged around the house enjoying breakfast that I prepared! In theafternoon to my excitement she changed into her Mistress persona biddingme follow her to the dungeon. Once again she watched me dress, this timehowever. Meri baat bar usne hami bhari.Aap ghabraiye mat aap ke ghar mein aap ko jo khuch banana hai bana lijiye, vaise ek bar to aap ne bhi meri help ki thi.Woh man gayi aur mere ghar mein khana banane lagi.Maine janbuzh kar uske kuch bhi baat nahi ki.Aakhir usne hi kaha, ” tumhara naam kya hai?Maine kaha ” shashank”Nice name ! Woh muskarakar boli.Thank aap ne aaj meri kafi help ki.Always well come mam,Woh chali gayi.Us din se woh hamesha mujhse baat karti thi jab chance milta tha. Par usne kabhi bhi. The field house was almost empty, although there were a couple of runners on the cinder track. We started throwing a baseball, choosing a spot that was literally off the beaten track, closer to the center of the building. It was somewhat chilly inside the field house, but not so much so that throwing would be difficult.My biggest worry had been that, with the place being so vast, David Hooks could show up for his own warm-ups and still be nowhere near our position. If we had to move very far to.