I don’t realise what is happening. People are bumping and grinding against my back in the full club. Someone bumps harder than normal and the man mo...es me out of the way. The girl continues to fall drunkenly to the floor. Her margarita glass smashes. I feel something wet against my foot. The man leans down and picks the girl up. Hey eyes are half open and vacant. Another man takes her and half carries her off the dance floor. People around us have cleared a little space for the incident but. He removed his shirt, as did she, exposing her small round breasts and pert nipples in the process, then he stood up and pulled his jeans and underwear down in one swoop and sat back down. She laughed "Wow! eager beaver" before standing tall and sliding her shorts and panties southward, sitting again on the bed.His hands were in his lap, hiding his erect shame while his gaze was transfixed between her breasts and thighs. She opened her legs slightly to reveal her lady bits and tiny mound of. “Great idea,” she says as she pulls her t-shirt off exposing her lovely breasts. They are a D cup and she has large pink areolas with nipples as wide as a finger, standing over half an inch tall.I grab her shorts and unbutton them. I bend over as I pull them down her legs catching her scent. “Fuck, you smell wonderful,” I coo as she steps out of her shorts. I drop to my knees and kiss her mound, then I lean in and lick her arousal from her slit. “I love how pussy tastes,” I say as I stand. I cried in shame. I promised to serve him no matter what, and I am failing so miserably! I sobbed and sobbed."Shhhhhhh, sweet one.", he said in his commanding, smooth voice, "You arenot well today. You tried your best to please me, but it just could not happen."He took a wash cloth. Gently, lovingly he washed every inch of his slave. Every cruve, every tuck cleaned, nothing skipped. He looked at me in sucha loving way. "You cannot please me with your actions today, sweet slave", she said,.