Slave remove your clothes demanded Ben,Everybody looked around, and at each other,Barbara stepped forward, and removed her cloths, what a sight she wa..., her lovely bronzed middle aged body, with all its piercings on show, Kneel and hands behind your head, Barbara obeyed,Spread you knees,Again Bens slave obeyed him, showing of her piercings to the full,Stay, sex bitch slave,All the other masters were jealous of Ben and Jo; nobody had seen those types of piercings before,You are a very lucky. Take it or leave it.’ He grinned. She was nothing like Aimee–or his mother, he suddenly realized. She was forward, a tart, funny and open, not a shy bone in her body. He fumbled in his pockets, finding his key ring and extracting the key from the ring. He put it in her palm. ‘When you gonna get back?’ ‘Bout an hour.’ She hopped in her car and drove away. An hour and fifteen minutes later, he walked through the door of his apartment. It was unlocked, and the apartment was dark. He saw light. They are having their meal with a fat lady in her 50s whom they call Cara. They arrived about an hour ago, in two helicopters. MM had arrived first, by car. She quickly realized that he was responsible for this whole nightmare.Events are unfolding with appalling speed. Jake made her sick by groping her from his chair and masturbating, spitting his sticky cum all over her face. Then, a little more calmly, he untied her and hung a rope around her neck; it made her stand on tiptoe as he tore off. Once again he picked up the fake bra and pulled it over his curls and bare shoulders. He felt the thin fabric caress his nipples as he moved the flat triangles into place.Two aroused bumps were clearly visible in the tall mirror.He felt as if suspended in un-reality.His entire body was a hovering cloud of heat. He turned and got the thong, stepping into it and pulling it up over his smooth legs. The string crept between his buttocks, and the tiny front panel hugged his package, stretching.