Today Master opened the book to slut’s favorite part, the commandments. He turned the video camera on the tripod on before he left the room and left...slut to her daily worship of the cockgod. Slut read the commandments aloud, in a whispering submissive voice, as she had been trained. Commandment one: Pleasing Master’s Cock shall be slut’s first thought every morning and last thought before sleeping every night. This is slut’s most valuable privilege. Commandment two: Slut shall keep its. Her figure was seamless, flowing from one smooth curve to the next. She was undeniably thin from hunger, but she looked rather content now. No doubt the big breakfast had done her good. Bess curtsied to him, and left the room. He strode over to Summer and tilted her chin with his hand. Her blue eyes were fearful. He smiled, and bowed. Where are my manners? My name is Josh. And yours? he asked. Summer blushed. Summer. Jason smiled. A lovely name for a lovely girl. Have you eaten? Good, so have. Also, right outside THAT shop, a lady had a "bun-seo" (Vietnamese Taco) stand. She used batter from rice flour for the shell, and it was filled with bean sprouts, shrimp, pieces of pork, or beef, and other ingredients, Each were semicircular, and about 7 or 8 inches in length, and about 1 inch thick. At the time it was not unusual for me to eat 6-8 of them, or MORE. The girl (she was 17) would bring me a glass that was easily 40 oz. FULL of ice, and mango cream soda. I would take care of all. Each time, when her partner slipped inside her, she was nicely wet and slick.Amanda closed her eyes, her back arching as she soared upwards. Her breath gasped almost in time to Garas' body slapping against hers, her body rocking back and forth from the force of his thrusts. Finally, all her muscles tensed as she hung at the very edge for a few excruciating seconds."Ohhh!"Amanda's pussy throbbed hard, more so than she thought it capable of the third time around. Garas continued thrusting hard.