Then I was fucked by every master in there. A Black man, with his huge cock, even fucked my ass. They all came on me, painting me with cum. I had so m...ny orgasms, from the pain and the pleasure, that I hit subspace. I was lost, time passing as ecstasy gripped me. I did not know hours had passed when I came out of it, my body covered in so much jizz.But I had proved myself that I was Daddy’s good girl. That I would submit do any of his desires. I was excited despite how tired I was. Daddy would. She lookeddisappointed, but understanding, so I continued to clean herroom, as I went about my daily routine. That routine continued for the next couple of weeks, Wheneverthe woman was in town, she would ask for me. The rest of thetime, I made beds, cleaned rooms, and occasionally ironed. Lisa stopped me one afternoon and said "It has been 27 days,please come see me this afternoon." That was the first time thatI had seen her since I had come into the club. I had learnedthat only people selected. Kristen was naked now with them, off of the trail and hidden from sight. They then forced her to her knees, getting her on her hands and knees.They each had their cocks out and were standing in front of Kristen, demanding immediate cock sucking.Kristen knew that she had to, if for no other reason than to keep them quiet, calm them a bit.It was then that there was a new uproar. It took all of them, the three guys and Kristen by surprise. It was Jennie stomping through the grass and coming into. Several of the elder Moms clapped their hands in ribald encouragement.Overwhelmed with misery, I stepped away from them, only to discover myexit blocked by Mrs Rhodes and several grinning conspirators. Themessage was clear: I wasn't going anywhere.Gasping with shame, I tried to cover my flimsy little briefs with bothhands. The action prompted a chorus of amusement from the audience:"Isn't he just the sweetest little thing, look at him trying to hide hisunderpants, you'd never guess he was a.