Whatever Master did was what should be done and Rose should accept that.But how could she make it up to Master if he would not speak to her. How coul... she do whathad to be done if he did not tell her what to do? How could she beg forgiveness if he would notlisten to her? How could she come back into his pleasure if he would not punish her?It all started the night of the matches. Several of the Masters and Mistresses would meet everyother month for competition between their slaves. This was. Your bottom half is exposed as well, except for a pair of nearly see-thru bikini panties, a small wet spot almost visible. Yours hips perform a playful rock back and forth as you give me a wide smile. My jaw drops, as I let out of a soft laugh, both delighted and startled at the sight before me. “Hope you don’t mind. I mean, when you don’t lock your doors, things happen” “Oh no, that’s quite fine. This is uhh, something I wasn’t expecting. But is a pleasant surprise”. My eyes scan up and. Amanda watched as the big brute lifted her small, girlish son like a toy and kissed his neck and then his mouth.Andy was enjoying the attention. He kissed back, sucking the older man's tongue, grinding his slender body against him.As Amanda watched, the man bent her son over and started fucking him in the middle of the room. Andy grabbed his ankles and offered his butt. Amanda was wet. She couldn't take her eyes off the scene. Her son was encouraging a stranger to bang his butthole and she was. She left the bedroom, and she went to the kitchen.Divya: Baby, I’ll be back in two minutes. Just close your eyes and wait for some time.Me: Ok!In meanwhile, I got up from the bed, and I stood up straight. I stretched my arms and legs to relieve some pain. I looked at myself in the mirror. My whole body was red with scars and bruises. I looked at my boobs, pussy, and ass from different angles. I really looked too slutty in them.I then sat on the bed. Divya came back with a glass of milk. I was.