Angela turned to Mark and he explained. "I know you like gangbangs, and have always wanted to try one. Well, you flirt enough with these guys at work,...so now is your chance to back up all that trash talk!" She turned back around to see the four naked men all smiling, cocks in hand and ready for her. Angela licked her lips as she surveyed the buffet in front of her. While Mark hung the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the outside door knob and then got undressed himself, Angela stepped over and began. "Look at you, slut…" I spit out, putting on a deep voice. I reached at him, and before he could roll over, I tore his shirt away. He fell onto my floor, and I pressed him down with my palm. His heart was racing, and it gave me a tiny thrill. "C'mon ya little fuck…" I groaned, rolling him over and slapping his butt. I unbuckled my pants, and lowered them. He breathed audibly, and then cried out as I pushed in him at once, and pulled out again, not letting him get a better look at me, for fear. She slid off her stool her skirt riding up showing me her nylon-covered legs all the way to the top of her tights and I followed her eagerly. She pressed the lift button and the doors opened. She took my hand and we went in. As soon as the doors were shut she pressed me against the wall and we kissed a passionate, lust-filled kiss as the lift ascended. She was pushing herself into me and she must have felt my hard cock press against her. She ran her fingers through my hair and whispered again.. “There is good punishment and there is bad punishment. Remember?” Katie admonished. “Imagine if Master cut us off for a week? Or a month?”Brenda’s face paled. “Oh fuck…”“Yes, ‘Oh fuck.’ How can you be such a disobedient, obedient slave?”“I’m not disobedient,” Brenda said. “Master never said I couldn’t trance her.”Katie rolled her eyes. “It’s kinda implied. Don’t touch Master’s stuff.”“But I didn’t know she was Master’s until we tranced her.”“And you should have stopped as soon as you did.”“I.