All the slaves knew what was coming except Cindi who went about making herself beautiful. She couldn’t understand why none of the girls were happy a...out the up coming festivities. They were not allowed to talk to her about the party. She remembered that when she first saw the room it looked like a well-appointed dungeon. She wondered if that had anything to do with it.Shortly after six George appeared and escorted all the girls downstairs into the room. As they walked in Cindi noticed all sorts. Whether or not you could tell, I creamed once in the car on the way home and was still coming down from it when I ran inside." Then in my room you rubbed that big monster along the crack of my ass and teased my pussy. When you started telling me about fucking me in the ass I nearly fainted. Michael used to love my ass, he would fuck it any time I would let him. I closed my eyes and let Michael fuck my ass again. I knew it was you at first but at the end it was Michael using your dick. And he. She gladly cleaned up my spunk and then slipped it to the woman in question in a snowball kiss.This was followed by the biggest surprise, when I looked at the lady's ass and noticed a very familiar tattoo. It consisted of the words, "This Ass is the Private Property of Mark Schumacher." I felt my cock, which hadn't fully softened after fucking this stranger, grow hard again, especially once Rachel lubed up my cock and her new partner's asshole."Remember Stephanie? She remembers you. Her ass. I soon became engrossed in the sits vac section of the free sheet at least three part time jobs jumped out at me , all delivering pizza's , but who the fuck wants to ride a fucking moped in the pissing rain around Manchester till one in the morning. It was then i became aware of a rustle of bags near me , as i looked up i could see a quite attractive woman of about fourty dressed in a white raincoat , mind if i join you she asked sweetly , honestly babe cant you fuck off some where else i'm.