I haven't had much time to think about what I'm wearing. I almostforgot I was wearing skirt and heels at one stage,' he says, sittingdown, clearing hi... skirt.He reaches over and plays with the earrings I'm wearing - his smallishgold hoops."You're still wearing them Caitie, they look so great on you," he says.I get out my phone and show him pictures of myself from every hour of theday wearing his earrings, proving I've worn them all day - at leastnearly all of the day.I admit I took them off to. They turned down alley so they could go home but that’s when I grabbed them quietly and quickly then sped away to my slave dungeon. There I stripped them down to the panties which I came across a surprise, they all were wearing small tight black thongs that only covered the front of their young tight pussies. After I separated them I walked into alex’s room and told her to take off her panties and get on her knees. When she got on her knees I forced her to take my cock into her mouth I was at. “It’s okay.” Sandy smiled as she handed ‘him’ another beer. “I mean, how small can it be?”Terry chuckled as ‘he’ popped open the beer and said. “Don’t ask.”“Then I’ll just have to find out for myself.” Sandy quipped as Terry brought the can of beer to ‘his’ lips and took a long drink.Before Terry could react to what Sandy had said, the long haired brunette had again slipped her hand down into ‘his’ pants, causing Terry to jerk back and drop the beer.“Oh shit!” Sandy cried out in a mixture of. That he should betray ourhospitality like this! I didn’t want trouble, that wasfor sure. This fellow was big, rich, powerful, a native,while we were foreign, small, and poor.His hand was so big that he could hold my bottom like atwo balls in the palm of his hands. He silently strokedand squeezed me, and slowly I felt one of his bigfingers venturing deeper.I shivered in fear when he put his penis against mybehind, pushing it between my thighs. He reached overmy hip, and pulling up my.