She followed Plum to the barn and a woman she assumed was Tigra. “Madam Tigra, the Massa wants you to put rings into this new slavegirl.”She had d...scribed her as a slavegirl so casually. But that’s all she was now. She was livestock.Madam Tigra spoke, “Don’t look so afraid girl. This is normal. Look at how much Plum likes her rings. You’ll look really sexy with these rings in your tits. It will make the Massa want to fuck you all the time!”She thought that rings in her tits were beauty. My ears were ringing. Breathing became harder with two bodies on top of me. When Gary thrusted down and in, his ex would drive deeper into me. Our bodies began to sweat, I took short quick breaths to avoid blacking out. The movement of our three bodies wasn't much with trying to keep his ex's cock inside my ass and Gary's cock inside his ex. It was awkward and encumbersome. Still it continued for a while until his ex let out a high pitched wail and unloaded his seeds into me. He pumped in two. Paul checked his face in the mirror. His experiments in make-up hadn't been very successful, but he felt he had mastered the basics of lipstick. He went to the door and slipped on his shoes. The two-inch heel had made him a little unsteady at first, but at least they restored some of his lost height.Mandy was waiting for him outside his door. "At last! What have you been up to in there?" Sorry. I'm a bit tired tonight." Oh no! You're not getting out of it tonight. You've locked yourself in here. Do you think the Health & Safety people would approve of the way that guy’s balancing on the top of the tent?’ Elizabeth looked. She said, ‘I don’t know… Bob? You’re the Safety guy. What do you think? Bob emerged from his office, glanced over and, turning away, said, ‘I think I will go and get a coffee – I really didn’t see that at all!’ The three of them laughed. That was a standing joke every year when the tent was erected… the crew never seemed to take safety precautions. On the other hand,.