"Are you a good slave girl, Rita?"I had to repeat it over and over."Yes, Master Rob. I am good slave girl Rita" Tell me Rita, what do slave girls do?"... answered, "Slave girls like to obey their Master" Who are you?" I am good slave girl Rita" What do slave girls do?" Slave girls like to obey their Master"This went on for quite some time. I was in a kind of trance by the time we were finished. Master Rob then put a leash around my neck took and told me to crawl on all fours. I felt compelled to. I called him My Man. I called him Daddy. I begged for his cum. I told him I was his slut to use. And then…”“What?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “What happened then?” I almost screamed.“Then he came”. She said. “He came like I can only imagine a god would cum. Like a porn star. Like a real man. He shot thick ropes of cum across the booth. It hit the far wall. I could feel every spurt leave his cock with both of my hands. It was so intense I almost cried. He shot so much cum I couldn’t believe it. Ron and Michael both appeared about John’s age, both handsome enough though not as striking as Joe. It turns out they were married, unlike Joe and John, who were both currently single. John sat, and I sat on his lap. I was feeling very amorous tonight. I stroked my hand through John’s hair playfully. He turned his head toward me and gave me a kiss on the lips. The other three looked on with envy. John pulled my nighty up high on my thighs, then rested his hand on the inside of my upper thigh. I. He gestured me to stand up, and I did. He sat on the bed and observed my nudity from top to bottom. Then he lay on the bed and asked me to give him a blowjob.So I obediently started stroking his dick and brought my lips forward to suck him. My warm breath was making his dick go hard and straight. I was licking his balls and then his dick one by one. My lips and both hands were focused only on his dick. I gave his dick some really good time. Then he pulled my hair and asked me to stop and come.