I taste the fluids from deep inside me, sucking it until the bulbous tip depresses my tongue. I fight my gag reflex to swallow what ought to be a huma... penis as far as I can, even shutting my airway until, with a load gasp, I have to remove the blockage in order to breathe.I am hooked on the taste of my own body fluids and the hardness of my substitute cock. I like the feel of it's tip pressing in the depths of my throat as I continue blowing the dildo. My fingers now pleasuring my pussy almost. I am almost ashamed I held back when I made my original application. But, sexual property? Well, yes I, suppose that makes sense, a slave is property after all. My arse? I hadn't thought about that? I've never ... Well no, never. Apart from when Ylena did that with the electrical probe. Oh! I hadn't even thought about that before."I said, did you understand, Fifty?" Yes. Yes, Mistress."Jo turns back to her computer. "All right, Fifty. I've updated your file on the system. The staff will be. Then her aunt swung around above her, straddling her head. Christy looked up into somebody else's cunt for the first time. She'd never been hungrier for anything in her life which she proved when her aunt sat on her face and she started eating cunt while her own asshole was reamed.Then there was David. As his mother and cousin went down on each other, he lingered beside the bed with no idea what to do. No idea, that is, until he felt the hot blood rushing to his lurching cock and glanced down. She was appalled that another man touching her could have any affect on her, but quickly dismissed it as just her imagination and guilt over suggesting the spanking. After the 27th slap, Dan told her to return to her desk. He didn’t leave his office the rest of the day.The next day Sandy was on time. But by Wednesday she was late again, this time only about ten minutes. Dan met her at the door.“I guess it was too much to hope that a little spanking would help.”Sandy interrupted, “You called.