He told me kneel in front of him. I told him know and your still videoing me. Stop as I tried to cover my face. He told me get back to your spot and w... can talk.... he yanked the leash. I had no choice but to go back on my knees as he videotaped me. His cock was still rock hard and I could tell he was enjoying this. I asked him do i have Bitch on my forehead? He told me ya. Your my bitch so its only right. I asked what did you write it with. He showed me red lip stick. I was sick to my stomach. What are they doing with us?" They're saving our lives, it seems. They think I know something. Something that No Limits wants the world to forget. But she's wrong. If anyone found out about Whitehead, they already had access to most everything. And while it was all very closely-guarded ... I can't imagine anything that we did that No Limits would want silenced so badly they'd kill us to ensure those ends. My days with Whitehead are long past. I can't think of anything that would matter now..."I. Pissing on him, for instance, sometimes directed into his mouth, I did that many times, we all did, and dunking him in the toilet, this was almost an everyday occurrence.The thing with the girls, displaying him nude to them, was also something of a ritual and was a big favourite of mine. It was never difficult to persuade a few of the more bitchy girls to participate and I would particularly relish informing Dildo when this ordeal was in store because I knew he found it distressing in the. WAIT! Actually, number 2 was one of my top 3 also but I had regretted not swallowing and fucking his ass so it left me wanting. He was a married guy and we had talked for weeks before we met up. We were meeting online every night after his wife went to bed, jerking off together talking about how I would fuck him. After we would cum he would go into guilty explanations about how he really couldn't do that. He was riddled with guilt about wanting to get fucked. When we met and he started sucking.