Otherwise you girls are the Masters. I’m your slave and the boys are your slaves. We must obey any order you give. You can order us to get naked. Yo... can order any boy to fuck me, and you can order us to kiss or lick anywhere you choose.”Saturday, after picking up the girls, I wore my ‘Fuck me’ bikini, but in public I would wear a Sarong wrap over my bikini bottoms.To view photo copy link & backspace to return to story.https://i.imgur.com/ubUj0a8.jpgAmy and Brooke wore mini-dresses over their. One of them was enough to manhandle me easily. Throw in seven more, it was an overkill.He took me to the bathroom and asked me to clear my bowel. I crapped and pissed and was then taken to the shower. Brad kept me company while I cleaned myself, perhaps he was making sure that I didn't kill myself. I could hardly do that with my hands tied behind me. And I didn't even feel sad or angry. If anything, I kind of felt liberated. Like I was dragged from my frustration of losing my job and put into. So I guess this is my ‘cum tribute’ to her! If your interested in checking her profile out, the link is below! daniellelove6917 It was a rainy morning when my plane landed in San Diego. I was nervous, horny, and excited all at one time. I’d been talking to Danielle for months on the internet, but never really figured it would go anywhere. But one night, out of no where, she invited me to come out. At first, I just figured it was in the heat of the moment and once we both got off, it would. First I did it gently but after a while I lost my control…, I start to chew her lips like a candy.She starts to shiver in my hands. I can understand her situation…, in her deeper mind she have a strong urge to protest me but the strange feeling of pleasure which she was not experienced before was spread all over her body and withdraw all her protest.Helplessly she lay down in my hands. I removed my face from her and asked – “Before anybody touched you like this?” She could not answer me because.