It didn’t take long for them to get the rhythm down, Jack pushing as Screwdriver pulled, her hips trapped in his beefy hands. He began fucking her m...rcilessly, calling her cunt, slut, whore, bitch, each word made heightening the arousal that rose in her as they used her. She was all of those things. She began to grind her hips against the blunted edge of the bar, squirming as she found just the right place, frantically rubbing her clit against it. Screwdriver suddenly let out a loud grunt, his. She thanked Jasmine for being so kind considering the trick she pulled on her. Laughing Jasmine told her not to worry, as before the end of the night she would suffer for that. After they got out of the hot tub, Jasmine handcuffed Shelia’s hands behind her back. Jasmine pulled her into the bedroom and went to her dresser and returned with the control chastity belt. ?Since we have about the same waist size, I only think you should wear the belt? Jasmine told Shelia, as she locked it on. "Lenore understood what he had meant when the men began an exercise that had them throw themselves to the ground, kick their legs out, and then do a pushup, then jump back to their feet. She made do with squats and pushups, without the violent absorption of momentum with her shoulders and biceps the men were doing, recognizing she'd probably do her shoulders serious damage if she had to do it repetitively.She began to lose herself in the exercise, and was grateful for the run from the beach. He opened the door to find her dressed like a ridiculous sex doll. She wore her collar and high heels. Otherwise, above her waist she wore only a leather belt, buckled across her tits at nipple level, pulled tight to crush her titflesh uncomfortably against her chest. The buckle rested over her left nipple, which must have been painful. Below the waist she wore a short skirt that didn't even come down far enough to cover the bottom of her cunt, which was bare. Her labia were taped to her.