I let my tongue tease under the edges, seeing how far I could reach inside without pulling them aside with my hand. The smell and warmth of her pussy...was filling my head with a crazy desire I could barely control. My cock was exceedingly hard and very uncomfortable, begging to be set free from the restraints of my jeans. I was dying to taste her pussy. I slid both my hands, from inside her thighs, under both cheeks of her ass and pressed my mouth into her mound, forcing the fabric of her. Instead of celebrating our good news and sharing in our happiness for one another, she appeared quiet, distant, and unnerved, and had more to drink than usual. Towards the end of the evening, she approached me and, without saying a word, she kissed me. It was a long kiss, a tender kiss, and a kiss full of passion. First, it was the smell of her perfume as she neared, the touch of her soft, full lips on mine, and, then, the feel of her warm, wet tongue against mine. The feel of her tongue in my. Following the contours of her soft silky ivory legs, her skirt hits the floor and Haleigh gingerly picks it up and just like the blouse, places it gently on her bed. Now standing straight, her legs appear longer due to the high-cut matching teal panties that look almost painted on her body. In her anklet socked feet, she walks slowly over to the mirror and looks at her young college body. I see her smile as she likes what she sees.When Haleigh turns back around, her left hand grabs the round. Like all of us slaves; he looked ridiculous. It must have been some understanding among the Dominants that a slave is dressed in such a degrading fashion to keep them subservient. Along with the slave name it seemed to be very effective; I know how submissive I felt in my role as Slut! As Twink knelt to kiss Chris’s feet, his vest opened and I noticed that his nipples were also pierced with rings in them.The final Mistress to welcome Chris was Mistress Zelda, a very tall, large-framed,.