She wore a tiny black lace bra with a matching flimsy black lace g-string, a tight black lace garter belt with black fishnet stockings, a very short b...ack lace half slip, a crisp white blouse unbuttoned at the neck, and a micro mini black skirt. Black shoes completed her wardrobe. Around her neck, the girl wore a black leather choker. The traditional sign of slavery. Rachel felt the eyes of the other passengers on the bus ,which was taking her on a one way trip to humiliation, boring into her.. " Was she a Mistress?" Yes Miss." What had you done to deserve being punished?" There were four of us bought as slaves by her and she would beat us cruelly for no reason Miss and one day I could take no more and refused to bend over for her. She called the police and had them take me away." I see. And this Mistress's name?"Suddenly she collapsed in tears. "Please Miss, please don't send me back there," she beseeched me."Its ok," I said calmingly, "I won't send you back. Just give me her. Curves in all the right places, amazing breasts, and beautiful skin. So the night was going well, everyone fairly hammered enjoying Led Zepplin and passing misc d**gs around talking about hockey, and other topics sure to be forgotten by sunrise. I found myself quite often alone with my new female friend talking about personal current passions, and issues. Following each other to and from the rest room as girls do. Then rejoining with the guys for more relaxed discussions drowned out by smoke. She had the best set he had ever seen and ever sucked. As he sucked on one his hand fondled the other making the nipple so hard. Then he ran his hand down between her legs and found her sweet pussy. He rubbed her clit as he sucked then his finger entered her tight love hole. As he sucked a nipple and finger fucked her she kept lifting her hips to get him in deeper. She loved the trips he made to her room at night. He was her first lover and she would do anything for him. No one seemed to care.