The black guy smiled when he noticed I was staring at his growing dick.He suddenly said he needed to cool off and he left for the showers.I was curiou... about his growing erection; so I followed him.He looked me over as I walked past him in the shower room and took one across from him. The man got a quick cold shower and he then went back to the steam room.I went in again after him and sat next to him like we were before. He soon began stroking his massive black cock faster and harder than. In each hand a raw egg was held which would easily crack if the slave tensed up or knotted her muscles in pain. In fact the egg test was often the disqualifier for most contestants. No cry, whimper, or moan was allowed with a judge carefully listening for any sort of quiet sob of pain.Late in the first round two true pain-sluts found themselves in dire competition as the whip-master alternated strokes across the naked forms of both girls, equally and impartially until finally one girl let out a. She went into the river and started to swim.Amitha Aunty: Do you know how to swim?Me: NopeAmitha Aunty: I will teach you to swim.Me: ok thanksAmitha Aunty: But first you have to come into the water.I went into the river and she holds me on my shoulder and my belly andheld above the water and asked me try swimming. I tried but I wasn’t ableto swim. She then took me to the side of the river and put me down.She holds both her palmonto my butt and pulled me close to her and started to kiss me on my. Ding.Pulling out your phone to check the time you see she is 15mins early. A small smile reaches your mouth goving your trimmed bearded face a sinister look your sub had said on many occasions.Walking with measured steps you reach the doorway and open the door.In the doorway stands a woman bearly over 5ft9 her dirty blomd hair is tied back and her makeuo while obvious was not so mich as to make her look whorish. She wore a tight white button up top with a few buttons on the very top left.