I went back to the living room area where Vicky was waiting for further instruction. I came around the back of her and leaned into her neck. “So, Vi...ky, are you ready to serve me this afternoon as directed by your Mistress?”“Yes, sir. Always.”‘Good, let’s get this party started.” I reached around for her breasts and felt her nipples harden as I played with them. I pulled her blouse apart, leaned in and started sucking on them until she was moaning with pleasure.I put down my wine glass and. It was horrible for her. She would get about two assignments a week and have to figure out how to complete them between the housework, the fucking, and everything else that was going on. And John was a taskmaster. The papers had to bring in a grade of 95% or better or he showed up the next morning with his belt and punished her for slacking off. She wrote paper after paper, good, original work, and he took them and sold them to the students for $30 to $100 each. Suzi threw herself deeper and. I followed him intoa smaller room were I was given a pair of pants, a shirt and flip flops. Iremoved my dress, bra, garter belt, petticoat, slip and ear rings and puton the "jail outfit". In as much as this was a terrible ordeal, I wasconflicted about removing my dress. I really didn't want to, but felt Ihad no choice.I was then taken to a waiting room area with several other "inmates" bothmale and female. However, there were several more males. I sat there forthe longest time, hours really,. He lay on his back and let his mind wander to prevent from cumming. She rode his cock like a hand covering a glove. She felt so warm, so firm, so wet. It felt so good, he wanted cum but he wanted to make this bitch cum first. He would do it to her, he thought. Brenda started to feel the first wave of orgasm build within her. Oh shit, she thought, am I going to cum, I don't want to, but, yes, I do! She pushed harder on his cock and felt a finger slide up her ass. Oh, that's a.