Frank climbed off Gemma and watched his cum leak out of her.“I want your arse” demanded Mike“Do you now?” Gemma playfully replied.“Oh yes tu...n over slut”Gemma smiles and did as she was told parting her legs. Mike featured at Frank to film it. Which he did and Mike positioned himself between Gemma feet and parted her arse cheeks showing her hairy brown hole. He spat on it and rubbed in the spit fingering her arse with one then two fingers.Gemma moaned “oh yes fuck me”He then positioned his hard. Her assistant was a husky male attendant with a funny sounding high-pitched voice that sounded out of place on a man of his size. She took in his carefully manicured hands and the scent of some exotic cologne and concluded he would not be trying to corner her in the wardrobe any time soon. She reached the bedside of the last patient and read the chart.Complications of infection due to vasectomy operation. Note: all charges willed be billed to hospital finance office.She stifled a giggle so as. Chris was just beginning to come round from her ecstasy. "Hmmm" she moaned, "That was wonderful, are you hungry, it's made me hungry, let's go out and get a bite to eat". "Not yet" he said, "what about what we spoke about". "Oh yes" came her reply. She went over to the boxes and took out another leather strap then handed it to him. She knelt on the bed with her knees and legs together and curled herself up with her arms stretched down to her feet. Her lover used the strap to fasten her wrists. This image change I couldn't hide from family and friends and I often heard comments from strangers when I was out.Paul ordered me to spend two hours a day in the gym, building my booty and working on my body. I could wear only extremely tight or revealing clothes and heavy makeup at all times: red lips, dark eyes. My red hair was shoulder length and always neat. I had become the perfect slut; Paul’s perfect slut. Or so I thought.My world came crashing down one afternoon after I’d finished a.