"Get it warmed up for us, bitch" He laughed. “Play with yourself!"I got scared about those four black men; so I found myself lying back and slowly m...ving my hand underneath my skirt to my crotch.Before I knew it, I was touching myself with two fingers. I began rubbing my clit, lifting the hem of my short dress, so they could see my bare shaven pussy lips…At the same time, their hands went to their crotches to rub themselves through their trousers. The van suddenly stopped and one of the guys. I found my bottle of water and took a quick swig; my nerves had made my mouth dry. Right! It was now or never. I took a deep breath, popped the pill into my mouth and took a good swig of water. I then shut my eyes, sat back and waited.Nothing!My stomach gurgled loudly in the quiet of the van. I opened my eyes and looked across at the reflection in the long mirror opposite me. My familiar face looked back. What a waste of money! Disappointment started to wash over me. My reflection started to. I was still cumming, even after the shot into her hair. In fact, I think I was cumming more than I'd ever cum in my life. Another stream shot out, but not as far and landed back on my cock, running down the side of Tara's hand. And then another, coming out a little slower, running down the other side of her hand. My hips trembled a bit more and more cum came out, covering her hand in pearly white goo. She still held on but had stopped pumping. Her other hand now just froze underneath her. Paul was shakingas he turned back to the sink, a small tear rolling down his made upfeatures. He hated saying those things but knew better than to object.With no job, no money of his own, no friends and no prospects, the poorsissy was stuck and knew he would never be free. Besides, Sue and Rickhad taken so much video and pictures of him dressed up and acting thepart of a sissy slave that Paul knew he had no other options than to stayhere and serve his cruel owners.As the women turned back to.