I squeeled, which made the women moan with excitement. Cindy rejoined her friend and they began to play with each other. With each thrust it became ea...ier, but was still slightly painful. The ladies were laugh and cat calling me.“Such a good whore, take that cock”“Go deeper, use that slut”“I think he’s starting to like it”Eventually he was able to go all the way in and I could feel his hips hit me as he fucked me. I was a good whore and I was surprisingly starting to like it. Then his dick felt. “Smile,” said Melissa. “You’re not sulking, I hope.” “Oh, no, Mistress.” Julia’s lips parted in a travesty of a smile. “Your Master and I are going to the Casino tonight.” went on Melissa. Again Julia flinched as if struck. “You know what that means.” Julia certainly did! After the gaming was over, Melissa would take a final spin. Wherever the little white ball settled, that would be the number of cane strokes Julia would receive on her return ... be it zero or 36. Oddly enough, Melissa always. I was getting tired of holding her and needed a switch. There was a little ledge in the shower and I sat her on that. She opened her legs for me to re-enter her twat."Finger your pussy, Kerry. Play with yourself for me. I want to watch you make yourself come. I dug it when you squirted on me. Do it again." I ordered. She smiled and slid her wet fingers over her slick, wet pussy. She went right for her clit and rubbed furiously on it, moaning immediately. This little minx was still. I smiled, "Not yet. Just Dyvia for the moment." Not that I dislikedbeing called Mistress, but I wanted there to be a clear transitionalmoment during the evening; for both of us."Alright." he said trying to appear relaxed. Though considering somedeeply routed fantasy of his was about to be granted, it was obviousthat he was not relaxed. hehe. I love those moments."Like I said you seem to be strong willed..." I said as I stood up andwalked over to my desk. "And the best thing about strong willed.