'Now that the fuckpig is in place, she is now the new urinal. Remember the only rule goes is that her fat pussy is mine. After that, I don't care what...you do. Oh, and if you don't want your face to be recognised on film, there are masks behind the bar. I'm sure you don't want to be associated with a piece of shit like this pig.'I had never been filmed before but I didn't have time to bring it up with Master when I felt the hot bitter taste of piss enter my mouth. I could see a few guys were. A very good look for a bout of some slutty fucking, but not appropriate for a first date.I slipped the thong off and straightened my skirt, suspenders and stockings. Something was missing from my intended look. I looked a little too much like a black widow, so I got old faithful out of the wardrobe and fastened my Red Belt around my waist. The belt was the finishing touch; it cinched my waist in deliciously showing my curves to full effect and added a little bit of colour to my sexy garb. My. They are giving you away as the horny, so readily fuckable woman you are. With these nipples, there is no hiding! For this, they need to be punished, don’t they?”And Jennifer, twisting under George’s brutal grip on her tits, moaned her consent, “Yes! Yes! Punish them!”George released her breasts; she heard a clinking of metal, and then the steel clamp bit into her left nipple with a force no teeth had ever done. Jennifer howled in shock, and as the second clamp closed on her right nipple, her. ” “Hey, you wanted it.” “Don’t tell me you didn’t,” she laughs. “That’s what I thought,” she adds in response to your blushing cheeks. “Well, you’re going into the pool today, that’s for sure,” you say after regaining your composure. “Is it?” Danielle asks with a grin. “And why’s that?” You lean in closer to her, so nobody else can hear what you’re about to say. “Because I’m going to fuck your brains out in the pool today.” Danielle is flabbergasted. “What happened to the shy guy who just.