Cammy sat there with an open mouth as they discussed her as if she wasn’t there, and realized this is what being slave was all about, and it was all...about ever the owner wanted. Racheal pulled on the leash and Cammy followed Racheal and Shelia through a doorway into the sex shop and over to and section of metal belts. Shelia told her assistant Wendy to engrave a slave tag for Cammy’s new collar stating she was now Racheal’s slave. As Wendy did this, Shelia measured Cammy for a chastity belt. "I did," the other said, as Tabitha was mortified. Even as she was feeling intense pleasure growing as she was pleasured on the inside and out.Carol, wanting to make the teen scream, wiggled her finger around and found her g-spot, forcing Tabitha to let out another load moan and this time the words, "Oh, God." This I've got to see," one girl said."Don't," the other urged.Tabitha felt humiliated at being caught in such a compromising position, yet the insistent tapping Carol was now giving her. Jonothon screams in pain as the spike thrusts deep into his hole. The front of his body twitches into the air in pain, supported by the arms, in a spasm of obedience. Slime from the spike collects around the lips of the bumhole as the spike slides inside, and trickles slowly down the crack. The cheeks are pushed apart by the thick, wet pipe. For a few agonising seconds the spike is slowly pushed deeper up Jonothon’s sweet, tight, pink lickle bumhole with a slow, wet squeak. The boy’s eyes roll. Her lips graze over his rippling abs stopping at his belly button, which she explores with her tongue.Leaning back she can’t wait any longer and pulls his jeans to the floor, revealing his already hard cock. Its plum-shaped head extends just above his belly button; she gazes in awe at it as she wraps her hand around the shaft. Thick enough her fingers don’t touch she pushes it against him as she leans forward and licks him like a lollypop from his shaven orange sized balls to the already precum.