I probably wouldn’t have noticed but the girls had to point out every single one that looked my way the slightest bit. “I want to dance.” Tracey...said after a little while. “I really don’t want to right now, but you guys can.” I replied looking around the room. I had been asked by a few guys since we got there but none of them seemed like my type so I had told them all no. “But that’s not fun. Girl you need to get over that boy and find yourself a man. You could make them love you if you wanted. I got up off the floor and she came towards me " here there's still some in the gusset " she laughed as she put her big knickers over my head positioning the stained with piss and black mans nut gusset over my mouth "sit there and clean you fucking sissy freak " she sat on the sofa opposite me naked and began watching the tv as I sat on the chair chewing and licking her gusset like it was an everyday thing. Which I did think as I did it these things were becoming she loved finding new ways to. Lord Paul, having been told that they had her, came out of the hotel. He looked her over and growled, “Have you no shame woman, flashing your legs for the men to see?”Olivia grinned at him, “Why don’t you like my legs?”He dropped his eyes to her feet and then dragged them up her body. His eyes rested at her crotch and then finally rose to her tits and eventually to her face. Olivia returned the favour. Paul shivered when she raised her eyebrows slightly when she looked at his crotch.By the time. He stood up and strapped a thick leather collar around my neck and clipped a chain leash onto it.Crawling on my hands and knees - fishnet scraping, stretching against the hardwood floor - I was paraded along the hall like a prized pet around the ring, competing for Best In Show. Once in the bedroom, you took over and with a strong grip on my collar, pulled me onto the bed with such a force, that I was barely able to find my footing upon the soft bedding.“Good kitten," you growled, stroking my.