Alan quickly unlocked his phone and opened it."Hello Alan, or should I say Emily. You're probably wondering what thehell is happening, aren't you? Mee... me at this location at 1pm and I'llexplain everything."Alan looked and saw a link to a nature reserve. Quickly enabling thecurrent location setting on his phone, he saw that he was about half amile away. He text the number back immediately - "WHO ARE YOU AND WHATHAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!?!"He spent the next new moments pacing around the room, trying. The awareness startled her, and her first thought was how her father would disapprove of her dating a white guy. She realized she’d touched his shoulder several times. Sitting up, Amisha said, “Simran’s been gone a while.” “I think she’s over there,” James said, pointing her out near the bar where she was making out with a guy who was closing in on second base. Amisha sighed. “I better get her home.” “I can drop you off wherever you need.” “That’s nice, but I’m just putting her on the campus. Garima stated, “He told us we would be the ones dressed as maids, but look who is dressed for us!”“Yes!” giggled Nuzla, “Such a slutty maid. He deserves intense humiliation!”In that room were 34 cream pies, and each girl was allowed to deliver 17 pies to James’ face, head, and butt. It was very messy and embarrassing for James. But Garima and Nuzla had fun with it. So much fun that they both laughed hysterically.After James was completely coated in a thick layer of whip cream, the girls laughed. ' So you are slave number 1?"Amanda swallowed. "Yes, Master."The man smiled. "That's a good lil' slave..."She felt him press the vibrator more firmly against her sex, causing Amanda to moan involuntarily." ... Now do you want to cum, number 1?"Amanda didn't say anything and just looked in her captor's blue-gray eyes. Again, the man slapped her, this time a bit harder."Answer me, slave!" he yelled in her face.Amanda couldn't look at him when she told him yes. She could feel a heated shame.