And their white waters bubbled, raged, boiled, and spurted from her cunt -- like torrents from a broken dam -- as she screamed again, "I'm cumming!" T...ere was nothing in the universe but that one great pit and pendulum of sensation and release. Her ears heard not, her eyes saw not, her mind thought not. Only the cunt was there -- the almighty cunt! -- stronger than all her other organs put together, and it screamed out a song of ecstasy that would not be denied. That sweet, intolerable delight. Sierra had shocked Jenni when denying they were ‘at it like rabbits’ and her friend sighed and asked could she have him. Jenni was told to help herself. With Harry sniffing her hair as if he were a bull about to mount her, that bovine thought diverted Sierra for a moment and almost turning her smile into a giggle. The thoughts some people have, she chided, then admitting he was almost handsome – a good strong jaw, splendid teeth but the lips were a little thin yet not cruel. His face had too. ”“Now Lauren, if you would be so kind as to come with me, we will get you set up.”Taking no chances I put a neck collar on Lauren, attached to the cattle prod. Any attempt at escape would be met with a shock to the windpipe, enough to stop even the biggest of men. Let alone a petite model. I led her to the main dungeon.“Back in a moment girls. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves” I smiled.I had not realised what effect seeing the clock would have on the girls. I got the idea when we. I got an instant boner. She took a blue blouse, wore it and asked me. I again said no.She removed her blouse again and was standing there in front of me in her bra alone. She took a green blouse, wore it and ask me how it was. Even though, it matched perfectly with the sari, I said no. I got up, went near her and said: “before seeing the matching, you should do some small changes.”I removed her blouse, went a step back, holding her shoulders with my hand looked at her and said. You have worn.