What do you think of your outfit slut? he askedI love it Master, I love how the silk underwear feels against my skin and I especially love the coller....ood I am glad you like it because for now on you must never take it off as it shows you belong to me now and knowone else ok?Yes Master she replied.Good now our guest will be turning up soon and tonight you are going to be used and abused like never before. You are going to try a lot of new things and your body is going to be pushed to new limits. ....Repeat it...over & over ... say it again he demands.Your pace gradually quickens. You begin using your cock like a weapon, forcing it down into my throat with every thrust. You pull my head back so that my throat is perfectly aligned with your cock, a straight conduit from my mouth to my stomach. Satisfied with this arrangement, you drive your hips forward, holding me by the back of the head. You are driving deeper than ever before. You ignore my squealing protests until you are buried deep. I locked it behind me. She pushed me against the stall door, flipping me around. She unzipped me and my dress fell to the floor. She smacked my ass. She unfastened my bra and I felt her hands on my tits, groping and kneading. I kicked off my shoes and she slid my panties down. I heard two more chattering ladies come in, my face pressed to the cold metal door. She smacked me hard again. I cried out and their conversation paused. I mimed a ssshhh with my finger to my mouth and she grinned. Her. ..". He poppped off and said, "I want to experience it all, give me your load." He went back down on me and started to bob on and off. I gave him one last bit of advice: "I really like it when you rub your tongue around on the underside of my cock." He stopped half way on and began to do just that, and immediately I felt my orgasm starting to build. "Perfect, damn, you're going to make me cum." He kept working my sensitive spot and my climax continued to build. I felt better, then better.