‘I am pleased with you slave.’ You tell her in a loving tone. Your rock hard cock seems to be begging for attention, and you realize, it has been ...ince the moment you stepped into the room. She screams in agony as you remove the nipple clamps and the bl**d rushes back to her abused tits. You massage them gently, in an attempt to relieve some of her discomfort. You move to pull the dildo from her ass, this time a soft moan is all you hear from her. Unlocking her restraints, you help her sit up. Did I mention she was wearing tiny little silky shorts, a crop top and apparently nothing else other than a pair of flip-flops that she'd kicked off. The sight was ... distracting to say the least. I think I've said before she's short but perfectly proportioned for her size with light brown skin, long coal-black hair pulled back in a pony-tail and that touch of the exotic Eurasians so often have. Her bust wasn't enormous; like I said she was perfectly proportioned, but with that top there was. But underneath all those curves, the girl was tight, and toned. Best of all was that beautiful face. Dark hazel colored eyes deep set under dark wavy hair that cascaded down over her shoulders. She had full perfect lips that Zane just wanted to start kissing instantly. Dressed in the simple cutoff jeans and dark t-shirt that she was wearing, she just smoldered. Carly saw Zane’s obvious attraction to this beautiful girl and knew he had acquired his target for the evening. A good choice.. My lust was raging at this point and I was becoming even more brazen as to fucking this woman on the dance floor of the club. I pushed up her shirt and unclasped Chrissy's bra while I was pounding into her in rhythm to the music. Her 34 C's spilled out of the cups from the rocking my cock was giving her lithe body.It was at this point that a few people around us had realized that Chrissy was getting fucked silly on the dance floor. Realizing that we now had an audience I knew that I would.