I started stroking and Janet hit my hand hard with the whip and then slapped my face. She said, "I thought you were going to be good, now we have to r...strain you." She led me to the bed, and they tied my hands using the restraints she bought.Now I was lying on my back still with my skirt on and my legs pulled back to my chest. Shelly was putting on the harness and the 8" dildo as Stacy lubed my ass just a little bit more and playful traced her fingers up and down my smooth cock and balls. My. . "Katelyn, what's wrong with you?" she asked me, after I'd given a scream that sounded like a half-strangled animal. "You're not gonna believe how unbelievably turned on I am," I admitted sullenly. "When are you not?" she laughed again. Patricia and I were so close, our friends joked that we were married, which was why I felt no shame in admitting my situation to her. Fortunately, we were alone in the auditorium. Screaming in the auditorium after school was what a lot of the student in Drama. ”She tossed out a few names, to include my own and I asked if she had a preference in who I needed to be.“Yes,” she replied, “But I’m not going to say.”Now, she was toying with me and she knew it and she knew that I knew it.“OK,” I told her, “You’ll figure me out when you decide to do more than a little oral pleasuring.”Donna bit down on her lower lip. The three bourbon and cokes, that had proceeded our hookup, had taken full effect on her. She grabbed my hand and pulled me back towards the. Sometimes in my unworthy cunt, and sometimes in my ass. All of me belongs to Mistress Chelsea and I am rememebring that now as I listen to her abuse her other slave. But then the screams of pleasure suddenly stop. I know that means her slave now has her mouth full, that plastic cock so recently in her own pussy now slides in and out of her throat and across her eager tongue. I know from my own wonderful experiances, that Mistress Chelsea’s slave is being forced to swallow that plastic dick,.