So I'd be there, hornyand squirming and thinking of my ideal bimbo submitting to a verydominant woman, what sort of tattoos, what sort of piercings, h...rstockings and corset and tutu and heels.It was a week or two of Her picking a few videos for me to look atevery night before I started imagining what it would be like toactually be a bimbo like the ones in the images. I don't know whenBimbomistress started to realise this, but not long afterwards Shetold me to touch my nipples.I'd just watched a. “I kissed a girl and I liked it!” She sang along with the others. “And my boyfriend doesn’t mind it!” she added.Susan eyed Dan and waved to him. He enjoyed watching her and the other woman dancing. He casually stroked his hard cock not knowing several guys were licking their lips, wanting to go over and give him a blow job.“Have you ever kissed a woman?” A woman leaning closer asked. Susan noticed her long-haired brunette and guessed she was about twenty-five.“Yes, many times,” she replied, she. Only whimpers of protest came out. Eventually he let the mother load go. It felt like a litre. He plugged her nose and forced her to swallow as much as she could humanly possible. The excess spilled out the sides of her mouth down her face. When he was done he wiped his large shiny dripping cock head in her hair. She was a mess. The next two guys without missing a beat picked her up effortlessly and raised her into the air. One in front and one behind. They lowered her onto their cocks. Her. Gave me a kick and said simply "Strip". I hastily slid out of my shorts and tee shirt and from experience knew to kneel in front of the men. No sooner was I kneeling than I was commanded to get up and fetch the spare tent pegs, mallet, and some cord.When I returned to my masters with the required items I was pushed down onto the sand and staked out spread eagled with one stake at each hand and foot, one attached to the collar they had locked on me as soon as we left the city, and one ominously.