Jemma now stood naked in front of him, squeezing her breasts and playing with herself while looking Mike in the eyes. ‘You’re such a good slave Mi...e.’ Jemma leaned over him, partly straddling him, and kissed her slave softly on the neck. ‘Lye down and sleep for me Mike. Sleep for your mistress.’ Within seconds of Jemma whispering these commands in his ears, Mike had sunk into the bed, falling into a deep hypnotic trance for Jemma. Abby had spent most of the afternoon getting ready for her. There she met Funk-U, who was a marginally talented nobody. She had been so horny that, as ugly as the Rapper had looked, she still promptly gave it all up to him that night.She had been so turned on by the size of Funk-U’s massive cock, and the nasty way he used it in her, particularly up the ass, that she went back to the concert the next night to get some more. This time Funk-U took her to a nearby flophouse that his group had rented for the purpose of having a place where they could take. Daniel was a dark lump on the big chair and the other teen, Tim, was on the floor. Nicole froze nervously while she tried to make out which way Tim was facing. After a minute in the dark, she determined he was facing away, and that all three boys were indeed sound asleep. She tiptoed and kneeled down in front of Manny who was on the couch. She couldn’t see the bulge but knew it was there. All she had to do…was reach for it. Looking back on this incident, Nicole would not be able to admit if. He pointed to the floor, where someone had put a blanket. I kneeled on it, beside of him. He gave me a shot of something. It burned my throat but I did not complain. I was sure that the worst was yet to come. He pulled his cock out, it was rock hard, I took it without being told to. He was running his fingers through my hair, lightly. He was touching me softly. I was starting to relax. I loved this, I loved being this close to him. I heard people coming by, and sometimes he would.