I was their introduction and their recruitment incentive. I was shared like coffee from the communal coffee pot. I was considerably less valuable than...coffee on a cold day. I was just a white whore to them.A Christian whore named Jazmin. I gave them pet names, since I couldn’t think of them as real. I managed to stay sane only because I though of them as cartoon characters. They weren’t real and I did not do the things I had done. That was Jazmin, not me. I had a feeling I was going to need a. My skin was healthy, my hair shone. He cared for my nails. He accompanied me to the hairdresser. My nails were done by Mrs. Black. She enjoyed doing my nails. Especially if I was tied up and having my pussy tortured at the same time. Mr. Savage kept detailed notes and pictures and videos of his property. At first, I wasn’t sure how I would feel about being monitored so closely and controlled this way but I discovered that I found it comforting and like so many things arousing even though I. "How far is it into Nice Dave?" Not far why?"Angie sat on my lap and kissed me."Because her name's Sandy, she's English, and she's told us where we can get it done, are you coming?"Ignoring her naked breasts pressing into my chest, I asked. “Who, what and why?"That girl you dummy," she giggled. "Her name's Sandy." Oh okay then, do I take it then that both of you want a similar piercing?"They nodded like a pair of bloody marionettes. "Yup." So you're going to Nice?" Yup, come on then." No, I. He came so much. I tasted his cum and I didn't think it bad. So I swallowed it all. Can't wait until the weekend. He says that he wants to fuck me so badly. I want it too.Day 16I went sunning again today and made sure to look as sexy as possible for my dad. I know, I'm very naughty, but I like to please him. I know he's looking at me and today I saw him reaching into his pants. OMG, my dad was masturbating as he looked at me. My pussy was so wet and I was so turned on.Kimmy told me that what.