Michaels went right back to the bag of tricks with the vibrators. Sarah had to put hers in right as she got to school, and he gave her an orgasm duri...g her first class. She managed to endure a small one without anyone knowing. But she missed most of the lecture. Jenny’s went off during Mr. Sheahan’s class. Sarah had looked back and saw Jenny with her eyes closed and knew immediately what had happened. Knowing what to look for, she could see Jenny’s hips slowly grinding and her legs. A few minutes later, they came to me, my husband took me by the collar, Osama' took for hair and put me on my feet. Osama turned my head and spat in my face, went dirty white bitch. We went down to the beach. They threw me on the sunbed, put on knees, ass up doggy style. Osama was standing in front of me, I saw that his dick tear trousers if it is not released. My hand reached for his trousers to get dick. No early. Osama took my hand. He hit me in the face, you're a whore will beg me to lick. “I told you he’d want this for you.”Connie then picked up the remote and turned on the flat screen tv, mounted on the wall. The screen filled with the image of my wife, totally naked and being led my Connie to a padded beck in the middle of the room. Connie then directed my wife to lay over the bench, her exposed ass in the air. Her wrists were secured, as were her ankles. Connie then disappeared off-camera. The screen continued to just show my wife’s exposed ass, yet the audio was filled with. ‘Yes,’ she said. Almost a whisper. The only word she could say. The only word she could think. She waited to hear Master’s voice. ‘Did you add anything to your pussy this morning, slut?’ He asked. ‘Yes,’ Alicia replied, carefully choosing her words. ‘A quarter.’ ‘Cum!’ Master commanded. * * * * * * ‘How many things did you put in your pussy today, slave?’ It had become a daily ritual. Sometimes, even several times a day. Master would ask how many things were in Alicia’s cunt. And if He liked.