My eyes widened seeing the monster he was hiding in his boxers, which sprang free when I pushed them down. He was long, like Rob, but even thicker and...his cock had a slight bend to it. Rob walked up behind me pressing into my back and kissing my shoulder. His fingers pulled at the strings of my bikini bottoms pulling them loose so they fell on the floor exposing my bare pussy. HIs right hand moved over my mound and two fingers probed down through my soaked folds. “Are you getting wetter. " Thanks, coach," I said taking the stack of clothes. Well there goes melooking cute on spirit days. I turned back to my locker and put my newtrack outfits into my locker.I marched out to the practice field with determination.I saw the teams in their usual locations. I headed towards thecheerleaders in the south end-zone. As I got closer, the cheerleaders whowere casually socializing with each other stopped talking and just lookedat me walking to them.I saw Cindy whisper to me. "What are you. I don't think I could have done it by myself." How long did you keep it in?" For two hours, just as you ordered, Mistress." Good, now let's eat." Mistress, may I ask a question?" queried the redhead."Go ahead." Why are you having me enlarge myself when I am already too large to pleasure a man?"How foolish, thought Vickie, she doesn't realize that once she's stretched so large, not even Donnie will want her back."That you will find out soon enough. For now I'm hungry." Yes, Mistress," responded. I guess that will be all right with you, Charlotte?"All right with you?? All right with Charlotte? What about me? It's me that's getting the tattoo. It's my back! I can hardly believe that I thought that. After all this time. Of course, I'm a slave and I'm having this done to me to please Charlotte. At least I guess that it's to please Charlotte. Or is it that Charlotte thinks it will please me, eventually? Or is it that they just think that it's good for slaves to have them submit to being.