Wanting simply to rest, Mindy nonetheless forced herself to look around and find out where she was.Through tired eyes, she took in her surroundings an... found that she was in a large office. She was sitting in the chair that was before a large desk and, on the other side of that desk, sat Mistress."Hello, slave. How do you feel?" Wonderful, Mistress. And tired." Mindy answered honestly."Good. You endured quite a bit tonight." Yes, Mistress." Tell me, of all of the devices that were used on you. Her firm recently had her do a TV commercial for the company. You know the old says “sex sells”, well when she working she dresses sexy as hell. When you sell large dollar properties you can meet perspective buyers in jeans and drive a VW, she dresses in a nice expensive business suit (skirt type as a rule as men like to see legs, but there are time when she must wear pants), usually a white silky blouse, see through bra, a thong, expensive vintage stockings that have a nice shine, garter belt,. I desperately wanted to keep going and Susy had already started moving again. I got into the rhythm and it took much less time before I felt the shaking begin and tried to keep going. The skin on my cock felt more sensitive than I can possibly explain. Susy was struggling to keep the friction going between my dick and her vagina. It wasnt but a few seconds that the sensitivity went down and I returned thrusting hard. Jess had run her hand up and down my butt crack a dozen times. Every time she. As the sun set the air started to cool even more. It was great for sleeping if you were in the camp, but Cindi’s tender body with all its injuries and wounds, was becoming increasingly more painful. Her skin was covered in goose’s bumps from the cool air. She was lost in her own thoughts looking down at the ground when one of the men appeared in the yard walking towards her carrying something. He came up to her and stated that he was very sorry that she had to be left out here all night but.