..I never......" Thanks, Gina," Jo said, and looked at me."Thank you for letting me use one of your skirts and blouses," Isaid obediently."Well I need...it back now," she said, snapping her fingers."Quickly."I didn't even have time to think. I headed back to the men's roomand endured my share of stares and heckling.It even continued when I was leaving because I still had the make-upon."Catch up later," Jo said to her friend when I returned the skirtand blouse.I breathed the biggest sigh of relief. I was hard again and was feeling good and looking forward sticking my dick in her. I moved up slowly as I kissed my way up her stomach, across her breasts, up her throat and began to tongue fuck her mouth again. I reached down between my legs and started to guide my cock towards her pussy. I was sliding it up and down between her lips and she closed her legs and said You only made me cum once! You need to earn a fuck and you still need to make me come again because you came, I came and if I let. She waited, eyes lowered, afraid to be caught looking around. Her back hurt, and her jaws, in fact her whole body ached, she wanted her Master to come and take her home. She was tired Her Master came into the room through the drapes, followed by several other men she knew were Masters of slaves, one was their evenings host. He was leering at her, almost drooling. She shivered at the thought of Him touching her. She knew He had been one of the men fucking her mouth and ass but pushed the image. I let go of every muscle and gave myself to his thrusts, letting him take me how he wanted to, but I could not stop crying out and as he lifted his hips higher and pushed harder, I began to scream. It seemed to spur him on even more and he began shouting rude words to me and about me, telling me I was his Asian fuck doll. I felt like it as he pulled me up, turned me and pushed me roughly over the back of an armchair. I felt him move me until my bottom was on top of the crest and my head pushed.