The teeth of the clips were biting into the tender flesh of my nipples, pussylips and clit. And because there was a clip on my clit too I could not ru... it. My pussy was leaking of honry pussy juices. geez, I was so fucking horny. I needed a cock to roughly abuse all my holes. I needed cum in my mouth, so I called my favorite rapist. He did had time and he'd come after dinner. I took a whip and beated my own back hard. Torturing my own whore body. I kept on beating myself, my back, innerlegs,. When I released her to contort on the floor, I watched the two others who called themselves Jezebels. Mary was aroused. So was Becky, but her arousal was tempered by fear Monica would leave us."Mary," I called."Yes, sir," she whispered."Put your hands behind you so you won't play with yourself," I said. She moaned and complied. I stroked Monica's ass, which was hot from the belt, before pulling her to her knees again. The third stroke was across the middle of her thighs. "Do you want one?" I. I kissed her warm, clamshell pussylips: Eat me daddy&hellip,. I froze! She was awake and loving it! Little scamp! Eat me now daddy&hellip,eat me&hellip,eat your baby girls pussy&hellip,. I did as she said, running my tongue in and out of her warm, wet pussy. I nuzzled my nose in it, licked it, nibbled it, sucked her clit and felt it grow in mouth (about half the length of my little finger). I drank her free flowing pussy juice and tongued her urethra. She put my hands on her tits and I fondled. "It's not like you've been fucked in ages," Zoey complained to the mirror girl. Her reflection offered no response.'I need better clothes," Zoey thought. 'Something to actually show my body.' It was true that Zoey never really wore anything to reveal her assets. Most of her wardrobe consisted of loose jeans and hoodies. The were comfortable, but... 'Maybe I need to be outside of my comfort zone.'Zoey sighed, toweled herself dry, and headed back to the computer.This was part of Zoey's routine as.