The pleasure rippled through me as their asses turned into welts. I shuddered, drinking in the pain in their voices, they way their muscles bulged and...flexed, struggling against the ropes.“Yes, my strong warriors, take the pain!” I howled, my body on the verge of erupting, my pussy clenching so hard. My fingers blurred on my clit, euphoria swelling through me.CRACK!My cock struck Bakiir's balls. He grunted, his back arching, struggling to rise, but his bonds wouldn't let him. His ebony muscles. It was becoming apparent that the goods I had set aside for myself were being handled quite frequently by the black men orbiting behind the scenes. Once this began to happen Sally started to drink more and before long was drawn into what looked like a serious conversation with three good looking black men, as one on each side massaged her parted knees and the third knelt in front of her cupping both her breasts. My photography at that point I am sure went to hell as I struggled to get shots. ..she knew that she looked like a prostitute and also knew that it was what he thought as well.Rob arrived shortly after, carrying a large tube bag and smiling broadly. He whistled appreciatively and Sue winced as he greeted her "Thanks for turning up. You look gorgeous…loving the tits by the way”. There was nobody close by when he put his hands on either side of her skirt and moved them upwards, exposing first her stocking tops then the crotch of her knickers. "Looking promising" he said as. Then keeping her standing there, her hands at her sides, he moved to stand right in front of her. Looking deep into her eyes to make sure he had her full attention. “Emma there is much to be done to teach and train you, so you can be all of what I think you are capable and destined to become. I know you are going to come to want to be this as you grow into understanding what you are to become.” “The first step is that by 3 pm tomorrow you are to go and buy a smartphone. This card gives you.