God, she was so turned on right now. She kicked off her wedge heals and then pulled her already undone jeans down her legs and kicked those to the cou...h, as well. She stood there in black, lacy knee-high stockings, black lacy boy shorts, and her c-cup breasts spilling out above her black bra. Jim felt incredibly lucky that he had showed up at the bar when he did. She was much more stunning than he had realized. Her breasts were a perfect handful and her body was nicely shaped but not as. Becca again moaned and hummed in approval, as I worked my way along Becca's neck. Donna took Becca by the hand and they stood. Becca said nothing, but stepped over the bench on which the three of us sat. I followed the two of them into the house and straight to our master bedroom. Along the way, all three of us lost our clothes. Becca climbed on to our bed. Donna was right behind her. Becca lie back on our bed as Donna began to slowly cover her body with kisses. Becca turned and looked at me.. "Remember your entry into the room? I'd say that will make a wonderful video to prove that you want this. Don't cross me Anna. Make sure you obey me. You're my little slut now, right? Say it."Her tears had stopped flowing hard, but were still fresh on her face. Her voice was subdued, full of defeat. "I'm your little slut." "Am I your Master, slut?"The tears were coming down again, shame flooding her mind so completely. "Yes." Her voice was so soft and meek. "You are my Master." Good girl. And. I sat down and Crissy straddled me and tried to slide my cock in, when Rachel and Sarah stopped her and just allowed her to have the tip of my cock inside her. Rachel grabbed a handful of Christina’s hair and made her stay right where she was.“You haven’t earned David’s cock yet, Christina.” Rachel said. “First you have to apologize to me for what you did.”“What are you...? Oh, God Rachel, you mean…”“Yes, the St. Andrew’s cross. I begged you to stop and you fucked me anyway, so now you have to.