" Disrobe," he ordered, "You should always disrobe for punishment," and she moved to do as she was told as quickly as she could.Soon she stood before ...im naked again; he stood up and moved round the desk to stand beside her with a knout in one hand. Using it as a handle, he lifted one breast and then released it, watching it drop back into its accustomed place with a delightful little bounce."You may have surmised that your time here will be different from the life of a nun in a convent. Here. I am twenty seven years old, not currently in a relationship, consider myself attractive, that is five three, 34c, size eight, short blonde hair, not skinny, just curvy in the right places. I am not going to let my birthday slide, I have been shopping for a new outfit to wear to my local bar this evening, it is a simple red silk shift dress, wickedly short, and it skims over my body, new underwear, again red a tiny lace thong that just covers my lips, no VPL with this for sure, and my. She had been trained to be able to cum with only anal stimulation and she could guess that she would get plenty of that while at dinner. I had her wear full length high hose and six inch heels, a short leather skirt, a leather shelf bra, and a white silk blouse along with her slave collar. She would stop traffic in that outfit! My slave girl rode to the restaurant with her skirt pulled over her lap and was required to sit on her hands with her legs wide apart. I made it a point to run the butt. After coughing and spluttering a bit, her body language became a lot more excited and she seemed charged , but her whites were showing and I realised she is tripping with her first ever whiff of direct uncut coke. Her slender form soon got lost from view as men gathered and poured over her. I could only hear her grunts and gagging noises, and the occasional glimpse of her sweaty and drenched face as the men let her take a gasp of air now and then. Soon collective groans of men ejaculating.