When the drug had been give ample time to take full effect then the head trainer would come in with all twenty of his hand picked assistants and addre...s the tiny trainees. The head trainers was a very large well built black man named Markus. Markus had been head trainer for teen years and he still loved the fear in the new girls eyes when he would first walk in the room. His assistants herded the naked girls in groups of two and then their slave collar would be placed on their necks. All the. Her black skin shone like it had been polished and shewalked like a model. Her toenails and fingernails had been painted witha dark plum polish, a piercing in her belly button and diamond stubs inher ears. The warmth of her smile would have melted an iceberg; thinkNaomi Campbell but with a dazzling sense of humour. Her pussy had beenshaved and as I was washing her down there, she asked me if I would godown on her. I didn't need a second invitation and I managed to bring heroff by licking her. So gag on your son's big cock."(Jessica)Shit. I wasn't ready for this. Every time he slams into my throat, I belch and feel like puking. Spit is flying everywhere along with remnants of my pussy juice and his cum. I try to push him back for a breather, but can't. He's too strong and has my head locked in position. I swear his dick's bigger than I've felt to this point. I'm helpless in this position as he lies on his left slide abusing my face. I start sniffling and crying a little bit. The. There was Jennifer lying across a leather bench with her dress pulled up, and a bare ass red with welts. When I glanced up there stood Roger with a devilish grin on his face, and a whip in his hand. My skin crawled, my palms turned sweaty, and I leaned into Bryan. Each time the whip came down, I shivered. I hate pain of that kind, it scares me, and in my opinion shouldn’t be any part of sex. However something about light BDSM intrigues me. A blind fold, a bite on the nipple, and simple slaps on.