No she was afraid of something far worse. As she spoke Mistress Smith began attaching wires and checking the machine.“In Club Gomorrah, you belong t... us slut, the body we own unconditionally as per the contract you signed and the investment we made perfecting you. The mind we allow you to keep, though only because it enhances the work you do and increases profits.“And the soul mistress?”She smiled. “Tell me, what do you know of Fuckpig’s Slut?”“If you're more than you're worth to the club,. It felt sooo good.. we rolled over next to me and we kind of giggled like kids, and caught our breath... we gather ourselves pulling up our pants and left the conference room. our pants were still unbuttoned and we weren't ready to leave just yet. We walked to my side of the office and went into my private area where I sit. By now the shyness was gone and I stood behind her at my desk and was kind of rubbing her ass. About 5 minutes had passed since our orgasms so I felt up to the task. I shoved and shoved and felt the tremendous pressure release itself from my loins as I spilled my crap into her. It was great. I hated the bitch, but I loved to pour that jism up her hole.At the same time Higgie gave her the treatment, too. He sent his come solidly into her mouth. And he squeezed her throat, too. "Bitch," he snapped, "swallow every ounce of it. You hear? Don't let a drop go unswallowed. Take it right down into your bowels, you bitch. Take it all." And he made her swallow every. She as her hand down the front of her jeans. I look towards you, and your eyes are full of fire and lust and pride that your girl is putting on a good show for your friends.=====================================Part 5(An email from one of your coffee-morning friends to another like-minded woman.)______________________________________________________To: [email protected]: Rhonda PetersenSubject: OMG!!!!!!_____________________________________________________Hey Amanda.I have just had THE.