‘cum slut’ emblazoned in red across my breasts, still visible beneath the gooey cum. The words ‘Bitch’ and ‘Whore’ equally visible on each...thigh. The smell of sperm was overwhelming in my nostrils and the taste in my mouth was acrid. My stomach churned with the quantity of the stuff I had swallowed and it was taking me all my concentration not to puke with my knickers in my mouth. Master tugged the chain of my nipple clamps hard and pulled me forward. This took my mind off any thought of. That’s when she saw me after many years. I had gone to work and when I returned home I was able to hear loud talking and laughing noise. I understood from the voice one belongs to my mom and other voices was strange to me. When I went to the kitchen, I saw everyone and was not able to recognize her until I saw her mom and then I understood that she was mu causingI used to play within our childhood her face was very beautiful but she was plump. She was staring at me and she was also speechless. They have a brochure that profiles each available stud, showing him as a baby, then full naked frontal and rear poses with close-up insets of his erect cock from several different angles. There are statistics for each stud--age, height, weight, number of successful impregnations, and a close-up shot of his sticky flaccid cock next to a beaker containing a typical load of semen.There was one guy there, named Mark, who was listed at 6'2", 200 pounds, wonderfully tanned all over--they must live in. He never says a word until he has cum at least once.This time it was different, he entered the apartment with another man. He was a shorter man with a thinner but more muscular build. He had darker skin and his head was shaven, he wore a white T shirt, and a pair of jeans.I began to stand up when Boris yelled, “No, make him feel at home, as if it was me!”I knelt in front of the stranger, and pulled down his trousers and boxers. His cock swung out, it was erect, the head of his cock was almost.