You were soon sitting quietly, your own monster cock buried deep within you."This is how it's going to go, sluts," Master announced. "I'm going to per...orm a series of tests on each of you. Whoever I decide the winner will escape the worst of the punishment. But the loser..." and he chuckled. "The loser of the first test will receive five with the crop. You tarts know how that feels already. And that's why I gave you the sample." And the loser of the second test will receive ten strokes." "But. He carried in the tray of food, a clean bucket, and her simple dress and shoes. She saw the bulge in his pants grow as she was already naked. He sniffed the air, and the bulge grew even more prominent. It was then she noticed his collar was missing.He walked to her, smiling, or at least what she took to be a smile. It was hard to tell in his misshapen features. He walked past her to the pitcher of water, pouring some into the bowl and wetting the cloth. After rubbing on some soap, he walked. The fall weather was unseasonably cold and she wore a long black coat which only hinted at the outrageous curves lurking beneath. A Louis Vuitton bag hung perfectly from her shoulder and although her coat was long, Jayne’s slender calves and black stockings commanded equal attention to the Louboutin heels that carried her across the room.“Amy!” Jayne cried, announcing her arrival and causing Eric to turn in his chair. “So nice to see you again so soon!”“And you as well, Jayne!” Amy. ”Where are you going?" I demand, watching her stand up and drop the sheet. "Come here," she says, backing up to the railing, wearing nothing but the bunched up white tank top above her tits. Her blue eyes are dark in the dim light, and I quickly stand up and look over the balcony, pleased when I don't see anyone. Chanel turns her back to me, grabbing the rail and bending over, her beautiful ass just for me. I step out of my shorts in a heartbeat and come behind her, leaning down to kiss her.