I manage to stammer out the words “Master, I’m your bitch” amid the pounding thrusts into my worthless white mouth. You’re fucking me hard now... slamming into me, as the other man gives my face a good shagging. He withdraws briefly, evidently excited, and makes me lick off his pre-cum. I gulp it back before he turns round and sits on my face, forcing me to rim his dark arsehole. It’s hard to concentrate on eating out his anus with your continued thrusts, but I lick him out, getting him. "Straight legs, Bitch," she commanded."Yes, Miss Amber," I replied.I bent at the waist, showing even more than I did reaching up. She stroked a hand over the naked globes so prominently on show. Men watching licked their lips at the sight. She packed the bottles carefully in a cardboard box, giving it to me to carry. I tried clutching it to my chest, but that was not the idea."On your head, and hold it in place," she told me, "and God Help you if you drop any."I did as ordered, and my dress. But something in the plasma allows most people to survive. Once you recover, you're immune to all the plagues. Only you're a carrier, like I am. You can infect others by approaching too close, coughing or if you aren't careful, what you touch." Whoa!" Rolo said, waving his hands to slow her down. "That's more than I ever knew and a lot to take in." Don't worry, there's more to come," Anetta warned, giving another gentle laugh."Before we get too wrapped up in details, let's establish some. It was then when a little of the tension was ebbing that the floor on the dais went out of phase causing Verenestra and William to go tumbling down through it with loud yells of surprise. I was swifter than many off the mark and, as I’d been nearest the dais, I dived through the floor after them, feeling it begin to seal behind me, though fortunately my momentum carried me through. Verenestra and William were also falling through the kitchen floor, something we hadn’t thought to check on, and.