”“P-Please... Master... I must w-work.”“Just do as you are told Julia,” said Quentin sternly. “You are still my slave... as well as being ...hat of your Mistress...”Julia sobbed and her head bowed momentarily again. “I... I would never disobey you... M-Master...” she managed to say.Quentin smiled an indulgent smile. Oh joy... oh bliss! Oh how different from former times. Though he had degraded Julia time and time again... to the limit... there was still an exquisite kind of joy in continuing to. ? Feeling his hot urine drip down my bodysickened me.? He didn?t care.? It had no bearing on him whatsoever.? He paddled my ass, put clothespins on mynipples and abused me.? The more Iscreamed out in pain, the wilder he became.?I learned to stifle my outbursts so as not to elicit more of what heconsidered foreplay.? Sucking his cock was a ritual I dreaded performing but itwas pleasurable compared to having him fuck me.?At first, his favorite position was ramming his cock in my tight. I collapsed on the bed, that was the most intense orgasm I had ever had and to prove it the bed was soaked and so was my new friend. "Nice show, ladies." Chris was standing there in just a towel and had been for who knows how long just watching us with his dick harder than I had ever seen it. Jaime was laying on top of me and he had a perfect view of her pussy. Chris dropped his towel and climbed onto the bed with us. He rolled Jaime on to her back and slid her close to me and slid a finger. Her dreadful burden weighed so heavily on her slender framethat she could barely lift her feet, which, as always, were hobbled by theever-present ankle-weights. With each laborious step she felt the edges ofthe finely-ground cinders dig into the soles of her bare feet, but as muchas she did her best to quicken her pace, it was next to impossible. As she trudged slowly along, labouring under her immense load, Taleena wasreminded of the horrific story Breaca had told her about her own Calvary..