Butterflies were floating in her stomach as she hoped she could be a good actress. This was her first time doing anything sexual on camera, but she st...ll wanted to make it a good porno. She watched the directors muscles twitch as the cameras red light turned on. So youre daddys little girl huh? How old are you sweetie? My name is Molly and Im 18, she giggled, her large blue eyes twinkling with mischief. Ive always been a daddys girl! I think about him every time I rub my little pussy. Some guys. He scurried away from her and stared in horror at the blank face of Sonya Mitchell. Her features were all still there, all still beautiful, but there was no expression in them. Her green eyes were lifeless and unfocused. She looked like a corpse still kneeling and breathing, and Jamie’s heart nearly stopped in shock as he coughed. Her face looked like the person behind it was gone. Like someone had flipped the switch and deleted the personality behind it. And he was that someone. Jamie rolled. . ”“Would you, please Zelda?”“Certainly, Ma’am.”As the soft rubber ball-gags came away, whimpering-snorts changed to hoarse choking-sobs interspersed with pleas. There was no more vituperation. Now terror reigned supreme.“You are both going to be thrashed,” announced Melissa. “Both at the same time. Nothing too serious. Just twenty strokes each. It is just a taste of what can happen to you...”“Stooo... opppp... I... I’ve done n-nothing...” It was Maria’s plaintive plea.Quentin smiled faintly.. Putting the key, ice pack, and the previous cage away John put a newsissy condom onto Marcy's new tiny cage. It was difficult though and hedoubted it provided as good a hold as on the previous cage. John thenjust pulled his cock out of Marcy's still suckling mouth and got up.Pressing a button on his phone Marcy's cuffs opened up and she couldfinally get out of her overly exposed position again.Looking down at what John had done Marcy was horrified. While the brightpink of the chastity cage.