She buttons you up and tucks the blouse in. As she does this she goes a little deep in the front of your skirt and brushes against the tip of your cli.... She just smiles and turns you towards the mirror. She asks how you like the blouse. You are amazed on how well it fits you and how well it looks on you. You smile and she smiles back at you. That is the time I show up with a black striped pleated skirt. I tell you how great you look in the blouse and you smile again. I can tell you are. The gentle breeze is blowing softly through your hair. Your long flowing dress caressing your thighs as you walk, sandals in hand, to meet me. The seductive sway of your hips, your swollen lips and proud nipples showing through your blouse excite me. I catch the scent of your perfume. Sitting in the still warm sand, waiting, watching you near, I feel my pulse quicken. Thoughts of your passion stirs my loins and begins the hardening. Rising to greet you, our lips meet and we kiss deeply, tongues. I felt bad for her, but worse for myself. She crawled away to suck a coworkers dick and the boss turned his attention back to me. Now that she is prepared, the fuckwhore will be administered like any other disobedient bitch. I felt a hot pain on my lower back and screamed. They were branding me! I started to feel panic. Being presented was one thing, but the brand was permanent. What was happening?! The hot iron was removed from my back and my boss slapped my round, firm ass, laughing. You see,. He hung his sweet, tight ass in the air, waiting for the inevitable. "Turn around" the first man ordered and so the young stud did. He was greated by three large men all strocking rcok hard dicks all with a bit of pre cum oozing out.One of the men stood up and walked behind him. The boy began to tremble as he braced for what was coming. "Relax" said one of the others "Its probably the only way that sweet ass will survive" the others laughed as he finished. Then he felt the man's finger on his.