.I squeal as the crop strikes my arse, once, twice... more stroking andthen a third time. I'm drooling around the gag now.. then another blowthis time...in the back of my knee. "Bitch needs to kneel now."I groan and carefully sink down on my knee, then lower the other. It's sohard blindfolded and bound. My heart drops a little as Mistress Thorneattaches my arm-binder to my ankles again.However she does return to the front and unfasten the blindfold, andslowly pull it away... I blink in the sudden. Continued disobedience would result in death.They had been put through sexual training for 6 months, being fingered, spanked, and trained in giving pleasure to any client they were ordered to service, though they had not been taken by anyone yet. They had also gone intense body modifications to increase the pleasure they gave to their clients, being force fed cum through nozzles while their bodies were passed through fleshy, liquid filled tanks that altered their bodies. Then being put through. She guided his hand down to her pussy. The couples next to them weren’t the only ones enjoying the show, and she liked having the audience. “Yes, just like old times!” She said softly.“Is my pussy wet enough?” She asked.“Perfect,” Dan grinned, licking her juices off his fingers.“Fuck me for a minute, then I’m going to find my first fuck.” She laid down, and Dan couldn’t resist placing her legs, like a V, and licking her pussy.“You’re suppose to do that, after a guy has fucked me,” she smiled,. Talking about my mother, she is tall, white skin, with a big pair of boobs and a big fat ass. And my father was short, fat and had dark color skin. The story started when one day during the month of December I came from school and there were guests in my home. They were my mother’s elder sister and her husband and with them was my cousin brother Manish. I recognized them as I met them 2 years ago during my summer vacation in my village. Let me tell you that Manish worked on a farm in our.