"Ha, I look like some big bad dominatrix; you look my little naked slave girl" said Beth laughing"Yes my mistress" Ann smirked"Kneel before me slave g...rl" commanded Beth."Yes mistress" responded Ann in a soft voice as she fell to her knees."How my I serve you mistress?" she continuedMomentarily taken aback, Beth thought before saying "Um ah, lick my shoes, you ah, worthless slave"Smiling, Ann got down on all fours and licked at her boots running her tongue over the hard leather in long. He gasped as he thrust into me again and as he did so I pushed my finger deep into his ass and hooked him so he couldn't pull back out. A let out a low moan and again that delicious spurt of sweet tasting nectar came again. I then realized I must have hit his prostate and his accumulating precum was being squirted into my mouth for me to enjoy. Delicious. More please.I was fucking excited. H appeared excited too as she reached down to adjust the huge strapon dangling from her hips and slipped. After a brief exam, Dr. Carol Hanson said she would need me in her office for a few stitches to my rectum.I became very worried and started to hyperventilate. Carol and Cindy calmed me down, and Dr. Hanson explained that she saw very little damage, but the stitches are required to stop the bleeding and to prevent infection. She gave me an injection to calm me down, then used the house phone and called for a gurney. Dr. Hanson and a nurse pulled me onto the gurney; the injection was taking. "Keep calm you two..." Jones said, trying to sound more in charge than he felt. His cock twitched painfully at the sight of Littlebird's round hips and tight ass.Suddenly the door slid open. All three jumped in surprise and raised their pistols making sure they were cocked and off safety. Nobody came through the door."OK, let's just relax, we don't want to shoot anyone by accident..." Jones said."God it's hot..." whispered Gina, breathing heavily. It was too hot in here, and her clothes were.