Looking around she was shocked by the fact Master Brutus wasn't there. When she started to ask the questions that were on her mind she found she could...'t speak.--Though when she tried to move the slave stopped her and ordered her not to move. Unable to do anything else "Head Madam" 3613 looked over this slave as she gave her a sip of water. While this slave did wear the lingerie of a Brothel Whore she definitely didn't move like one. Also while she was definitely a very pretty woman she wasn't. The three girls surrounded Jill, each having an idea of what she should wear,and they began putting on and pulling off clothes for the next hour. Jill feltsilly, never playing dress up, at least not as a grown woman. April also fixedJill's makeup. When the women announced that they were happy, Jill looked ather reflection in the full-length mirror, on the bathroom door. She couldn'tbelieve what the girls finally decided on, her jaw almost hit the floor. Shewas wearing a small black satin top. Her eyes were half-glazed as she fondled the soft, succulent flesh of her inner thigh. Her dainty fingertips crawled toward her cunt ever so slowly, kneading, kneading, and kneading. I watched her puffy, damp, excited lips separate, exposing the gleaming bright-pink of her tender glory hole. My gaze moved up over the folds of her belly to take in the lengthy rocks of her aching, inch and a half long nipples, past the quivering of her chin and the wide-open amazement of her mouth and flared. I'm bobbing around like I am on the screen.It doest take long an he forces my face deep onto his cock as he unloads down the back of my throat.Coughing and spluttering he releases me.Looks at me in disgust, stands up an pushes me away.Tells me I'm disgusting an he's going to fuck me like the disgusting whore I am.He grabs our glasses and heads down stairs.Me still on my knees dazed an confused that this is really happening but excited beyond all means.He come back up stairs with our drinks a.