In an attempt to impress her captor Bev found the inside of thecrotch of the jeans and started sucking on it. Finally she stopped andreluctantly, slow...y, lifted her face.'Mistress, is there any chance I could worship the panties you wear? Ilove worshipping your jeans mistress and thank you for allowing me to dothat but is there any chance I could worship your panties?''But my slave they're a bit damp and dirty form watching you worship myjeans. I'd be a little embarrassed having someone see. Smiling he stooped lower and reached for her, gently rubbing her shoulders and neck. Her skin was silky soft and flawless. The only mark he could see was the small brown mole nearly centered on the cheek of her right butt. Moving his hand he followed the contour of her side, following her rib cage down to her waist and then back up again."Rosie," he whispered applying a little more pressure. When she didn't respond he brushed aside her shimmering locks of hair, leaned down and kissed the side. Your mind is completely blank with the feeling of being completed. I keep my hips pushed firmly against yours as I pour every drop of cum into your pussy. As we both subside from our orgasms, your heart still beats fast. You are so happy that I knew exactly what you needed. Even after being at work all night I made sure to please you and give you what you were needing all night. You whisper into my ear "untie me baby." I slowly untie your ankles first than crawl on top of you again. Your legs. I am led over and hooked up as well. The hooks are set to keep your legs spread and your hands together. All 4 of the Doms are sitting at a big long wooden table. A Mistress dressed in all black leather stands up and says, "Slaves we are going to have a little competition to see which of us is the better trainer. Some of the rules for the games as are follows: 1:No slave is to look across this table. 2:There will be no speaking unless told to speak. 3:You will do anything WE tell you. .