Her sweet pussy juice gushing from her body, leaking all the way down to her filthy socks. He loosened her from the hook and lowered her body back to...the floor. He was gracious enough to free her wrists. Her tired body collapsed to the floor. Her soaking wet pussy still cumming. “That's my girl,” he said. “Cum for me, don't you fucking stop until I tell you to.” She continued to cum just as he had demanded. She laid back rubbing her swollen clit, squirting more and more cum from her. She looked over her shoulder and pouted angrily. It looked like she might cry, but she was clearly unfazed by the pain.“Count for me,” I said. She had heard her brother count each stroke, and she said: “One” with a defiant and smug aloofness. It was far too smug for me.I gave her a much harder second strike right across the ass. It left a beautiful imprint of the rod in her delicate teenage flesh, and she seemed far more moved by that one when she counted out two for me.I noticed how she had an. She said tnq.She was resting left to me,i lifted her leg and putted it at mine placing her knee to my tool.She started moving her knees,we again smooched and now I started pressing her butts,so soft they were.Then I asked her to remove her top she said to remove it by yourself I did that we were on our knees and I saw her black bra(she was looking like an angel in that) I slided my tongue from her neck to her cleavage and while licking removed her right strap and then left one. I made her half. She had a small hoop piercing one of her inner lips. Dangling from the hoop were three leaf like gold disks approximately an inch in diameter, hanging one from the other, extending down about 4 inches. It appeared to be inscribed with some words so I pulled her closer until I could read it. It said 'I am Brianna's Property'."I would suggest for your slave," Brianna said, "making the piercing in the outer labia, rather than the inner. For a master, it would not get in the way when he uses his.