But instead of exuding relaxation and a sense of being content to be home, there was disappointment. Anger. "Where were you, bitch?" Please forgive th...s slave," Kitana said meekly. She didn't bother offering an excuse. It would only earn her more punishment. "Go into the living room." The girl did as her Master commanded. He watched her shapely ass sway and enjoyed the sight of her pink pussy beckoning to his cock as the girl crawled on all fours into the living room. Then she knelt, waiting. Sam got dressed and Latisha went to the bathroom. While cleaning herself up for Ethan, she could hear them talking. When she came out, she only had the towel around her. Giving Ethan a “hello hug”, she went and sat next to him on the sofa. Sam talked to them about what he thought would make nice photos and they got ready. As Latisha was already naked, he told Ethan to get undressed, leaving his boots and hat on. Latisha put her hat on and took of the towel. Sam took some profile shots of Ethan. ” Amanda wouldn’t even look up at Steph she just kept looking into her coffee. “I have to admit. It was fun. REALLY fun in fact. I have never came like that in my entire life.” Amanda finally looked up at Steph with a huge shit-eating grin. Steph was happy to see Amanda smiling and ok with what happened last night. “So we’re still friends? I don’t have to leave or nothing like that?” “No I asked for what happened last night. You’re fine trust me. But if you feel guilty tell you what we watch. Her back and butt were crisscrossed with welts. Her calves trembled as she tried to stay on tiptoe to take the pressure off her thumbs. Her short blonde hair was stringy and wet, and lines of sweat ran down her body. She was nearly hysterical with pain and humiliation. Her breasts shook as she gasped and cried and writhed helplessly. Two slavers cut her down, and untied her wrists and thumbs. They then put a heavy yoke over her shoulders. When her wrists and neck were placed in it it was.