Mistress said nothing more about how excited I was when I arrived home, concentrating instead on finding new ways to humiliate and torment me. I have ...o say that this was my favorite time of the day. Driving home, I would try to imagine what sort of sweet suffering I would be subjected to that evening. I was never right. Mistress always surprised me with fresh ways to tie and tease me. The situation at the office came to a head about two months later. It was just after lunch. Ashley pretended. Since I also had a jealous streak, I refined my sexual technique in every arena. My goal was to be able to please anyone with any fetish or desire. I practiced often, and rarely experienced any pleasure of my own. Instead of being inwardly motivated and successful professionally, I learned domestic traits such as cooking, cleaning, menu planning, home decorating, and how to look for sales, deals, and clip coupons. Believing (wrongly) that there is no higher calling for a woman than to be a. - Fuck me, i said opening my mouth for another cock.- You hear the lady, said Mauro. Fuck that bitch, **** here, she wants that.A man put four fingers in my ass before r****g it with rage and slapping my ass, saying that he wants a bitch like me at home. Another man slapped my face with his cock before fucking my mouth, gagging on his big cock also. OMG he smells so bad. I tried to escape but me grabbed my head and forced me to gag on it.Another man took place in my ass, even tried to double. Kuch der waise hi lund ander chorne ke baad main thoda ander bahar karne laga lund or neetu ko chodne laga,main apne lund ko bahar nikalata or ek hi baar me ek dum ander dal deta, wo har dhakke ke saath mera naam lete rahti or main chodta raha.uske bur se lagatar pani aa raha tha.mera lund ek dum gila ho Chuka tha ,or neetu ek dum madhosh.aisa lag raha tha ki use kuch hosh hi nahi hai,maine use kaha pet ke bal let jao, per usme itni bhi takat nahi thi ki wo palat sake,maine khud use palat diya.