My hands gripping my drenched hair, all my body was a mess, totally drenched with his slimy gore and sweat, my skin was brown and black with stains of...his dirt, i was breathing heavily, my annus still contracting and expending on his slowly relaxing cock while white ass foam covered it, he looked at my pulsing annus, “you’r so hot, look at you, look at you” he then slide his cock full out, and with it load of ass juice and cum followed. He grabbed my feet by the ankles and placed my soles on. I didn't want to see him looking at my body as Paul uncovered it. I didn't want to see lust in his eyes. I didn't want to see pleasure. I had to remind myself, I was a slave now. What I wanted wasn't important.I stood as steadily as I could while Paul unbuttoned my blouse. I stared uneasily into Doyal's eyes. I had never been so embarrassed in my life, or so scared.Paul pulled the blouse out of my skirt and unbuttoned the last button. Just before he pulled it off he whispered, "I'm sorry. But then I heard my captor was coming back…"Well, well… I see that slutty cunt now is nice and wet for me…! He came closer and pulled out that rubber toy out from my hungry cunt. I tried my best in biting my lip in order to stifle my desperate moaning. I wanted him to shove that dildo in me again…"I watched you trying to push it deeper, bitch… you need a real cock in that wet hole…”He thrust into my wet cunt so hard. Withdrawing just a little, he quickly did it again. This was the start of him. I showed her pictures that I'd uploaded to the server, accessible from the computer in my home office. She looked, hugging me from behind, her chin resting on my shoulder. "Looks like the fault didn't clear in time, baby. Like that other one you showed me. Am I right?"She stood up straight and started kneading my neck and shoulders. I moaned my approval. "Why don't we go to bed. I know just the perfect thing to relax you." She smiled. She did know.By the time I got to the bedroom, she had the.