I want my friends to have fun. So just stand still and I’ll get you ready.” Daddy told me.He took one of the traps and released it from my sore ti.... I screamed because all the blood rushed back into my blue nipples where the blood had been cut off. I knew I would have a bruised tit when it was all over, but I did it for my Mistress and daddy. He took the other one off of me and I screamed again.I saw the black men getting naked and one of them had brought my mattress out from my bedroom. They. "Josh nodded and said, "My pleasure, Mr. Porter. When do you want her to start?" Have her come in a week from Monday. That'll give Mrs. Stanley a week to train her."It annoyed me that this conversation was taking place around me. It seemed to me that I should be included. But I reminded myself of my new position in life. I'm still kneeling naked in front my new employer, naked in a room full of men who are free to use me in any manner that amuses them. I'm a slut now. I'm a cunt. Pride, self. ”“Good! Good!” she moaned.I leaned in as my daughter thrashed through her orgasm and whispered into her ear, “Now beg him to fuck you. Beg for his big dick to fill your pussy.”“Big brother, I need you in me!” whimpered Samantha. “Your... your dick. I need your dick in my cunny. You made me feel so good. Let me make you feel amazing, big brother.”“Samantha,” groaned Kevin. He rose up, his chest rising and falling. Then he attacked the fly of his jeans.I smiled and grabbed my pink wand massager.. ”I barely heard what my husband was saying. The man was on his feet, then he was behind me. John was saying something in one ear, the man breathing into the other. “What was that, dear?” I asked.“You mustn’t overwork yourself.”“I won’t dear. I promise.”The man was still breathing into my… my ear. But now he was touching me, his fing… finger moving in my cleavage, his hand suddenly giving my breast a hard squeeze. My hus… husband was again saying something I didn’t catch.“I’m sorry, love. It’s a.