“How… Miss Aashima…?” I continued speaking.I was interrupted from the other end, “Now stop questioning me. Please leave the balcony and ente... the room.”Bewildered, I entered the room and saw Kashish holding some papers and engaged in her cellphone.She noticed me entering the room.“Sign this business contract. Right here...Right now…!”,Kashish was saying these words on her cellphone which I could hear through the earpiece of my cellphone.I was completely taken by surprise and stood there. The pain from the branding irons, the whip and the rack was intensified beyond belief as the corset was relentlessly tightened around my body. I was unchained from the wall and felt the cold steel of my slave chains as they were locked back on my wrists and ankles."Stand to attention slut!" barked Judy, "I have one last job." My heart sank I just could not take any more physical punishment. She continued, "In this dusty room my thigh boots have become very dirty. You will lick them clean and. He squeezed gently and smiled, feeling her nipple harden. All watched raptly as she unbuckled his belt, unzipped him, reached inside and pulled the object of her desire out of its hiding. Fully erect. Her lips opened as she leaned forward, her audience glimpsing a thin lime-green thong line between her bare cheeks. Her mouth sank onto him. “Do your best, darlin’,” said his wife. “John loves a good blowjob almost as much as he does fucking my ass.” Mary remembered the reasons they had begun. They were so hard that the director must have got a close up shot of it. My mom’s round ass was perfectly in view of all the people on set. She was wearing a white underwear which hardly covered her ass cheeks. This sight of my mother had got my dick hard and I decided to play with her ass. I slapped my mom’s ass playfully and she jumped up surprised but then eased up into her character.After a lot of passionate kisses, the director asked us to move to the next phase. So mom and I got under the.