I felt a quick tug on the leash attached to the collar on my balls.I obeyed instantly; mostly because I wanted to but also because she had me by the b...lls, literally. Kate snapped hand cuffs on my wrists like she did it for a living.Angela released me from the viselike grip that held my head. "Stand up, slave." She ordered."This isn't necessary." I protested.I felt the leash tug again. "Speak only when spoken to, slave." Angela ordered. "Do you understand?" Yes Mistress." I answered meekly,. “My cookies,” Chloe said and giggled. With practiced ease she got the front of Tony’s pants open with only one hand, revealing his boxers. She quickly pulled down the front of his boxers and freeing his soft cock. The instant his dick hit open air she grasped it delicately in her small hands and pulled it into her warm, wet, eager mouth.“What the Fuckkkkk… oh wow,” Tony gasped. He had no idea what was going on. He lost all rational thought the instant his cock touched the beautiful, young. I lost count and at some point, she lost her rhythm as the pleasure became too much. I felt her vagina grip me like a vise before she bit my chest hard, drove herself to the root, and released wetness that covered me from balls to pelvis. Continuous squeezes on my dick and tremors in her hips made me believe Glo was still coming as she tried to soothe my pain and lick away the toothmarks she left.Glo stretched for my lips but could not reach while she had me deep. She flexed her knees; I pushed. So you usually took care of it in the morning before getting ready for the day or prayed that the problem didn’t come up later on.This was just the beginning of what was going to be a long day. It was an 8 am call which meant that you had to be up by at the least 7 to be there and get everything ready for when the models arrived. Rubbing your eyes and a coffee in your hand, you greeted some of the other crew members as they began to get ready for the long shoot ahead. “ John !” you hear someone.