" Master Marcus' deep, resonant voice commanded the pretty young wench. He led Wendy, his slave for the evening, down the spiral staircase of his big ...ouse in the countryside. Marcus was a handsome man of thirty-four, with a stocky build, a clean-shaven chin, and a head of wavy brown hair. His black-leather outfit complemented his looks and frame well. When Wendy had first seen Marcus at the invitation-only S&M party earlier that evening, she knew that he was born for the role of a dominant. We just laid out there and relaxed. As it got latter, it was time to head back to the van and home, none of us wanted to get up and move, but we new that we must, The guys allowed us to put our t-shirts back on, but not clean up any of the mess that they had made on and in us. As I walked, I could feel cum oozing down my legs from my well fucked asshole and pussy, I could see many of the other girls were having the same problem. I also saw that some of us had cum in our hair and across our. The tips of her breasts pushed against his body and continued to ignite the fires of his passion. He pushed her down onto all fours, pressing her shoulders down into the sand so that her ass and pussy was displayed in front of him.He could see the pink flesh exposed and waiting for him and he could tell that she was exceptionally wet, indicating how excited she was. He lined his cock up and pressed his swollen member into the tight folds of her waiting vagina, she moaned loudly as he forced it. When you refused to lick your vomit up you were slapped across the face. After several slaps failed to entice you into licking up your vomit having your shoulders held down while your head was pulled back and slapped and fucked brought you to your breaking point. Tears streamed down your face as two cocks violated your ass while you used your mouth to clean your vomit from the floor.After every man had his way with you, some numerous times, you were left to lie on the warehouse floor in a pool.