Humiliation

Famous Love PT1

Taylor Lautner is the bad boy superstar, who can get anything and everyone he wants at the snap of a finger. Meeting a girl who can do the same? What will happen when they are set to live under the same roof for two months? M rating comes in here. Names of friends have changed

Breaking Cain

Cain Wanted to join a fraternity, but didn’t expect such a warm welcome!! Please leave relevant comments or else I will get them deleted!!! Stop putting adverts up on my stories!!!

Paula

Paula and her boyfriend had a nice con going until they tried it on the same man twice

Club Fatale

Club Fatale
Chapter One – The Trip
I woke on the morning of my trip with an excitement that I had not felt since the days of my youth. It was the kind of joy that a boy feels on Christmas morning, just before he rushes downstairs to see if Santa Clause left presents for him. And he knows instinctively that great and wondrous things were waiting for him.
Today was that day.
All my forty years of life had led me to this. High school. College. Business school. Six-figure salary. My first million. And on and on. But all of that paled in comparison to thrill that I was feeling today. As I packed my bags, I struggled desperately to restrain the excitement that was threatening to tear me apart.
“You’re really leaving, aren’t you, daddy?”
I turned to the sweet brunette that stood in the doorway to my bedroom. Sixteen and slender, with long legs and a trim waist, she made quite the picture.
But no, I wasn’t thinking of my daughter, Jacqueline, in that way. Not at all.
“Sweetie, I have a very important business trip,” I said. “I don’t want to leave you, but you know my responsibilities.”
“Of course, daddy,” she said. “Have a nice trip.”
She kissed me and left.
I gathered my things and was about to call for Kelly, my driver. Just then, I remembered the case in my safe. I couldn’t leave without that. It would be necessary when I reached my final destination.
All the way to the airport, I could think of nothing but my destination. Even the normally arousing thoughts of Kelly’s legs, lips and tits couldn’t hold my attention.
When I arrived at the airport, I saw the private jet that had been sent for me. Two very attractive blondes met me as I boarded. Jana and Karina. I learned that they were both Swedish, both sisters and that both had been sent specifically for me.
We took off for the Island.
“We expect a flight time of three hours and twenty minutes, Mr. Anderson,” Jana said. Or was it Karina? They weren’t twins, but it was still hard to tell them apart. It was Jana, I decided. She smiled at me. “Would you like some refreshing champagne to wet your whistle? Or a refreshing pair of lips?”
“The lips sound better,” I said.
Jana went down on me right there. Her luscious lips slurped me inside and pleasured me with a sweet vacuum. As she did, Karina came up behind me and caressed my shoulders. I held off for almost ten minutes before filling Jana’s mouth with come. She pulled off and smiled up at me, her lips flecked with white.
“I can’t believe that just happened,” I said.
“We were told to take care of you in every way possible,” Karina said.
“And,” Jana continued. “Our masters demand obedience from us. We aspire to be very good slut slaves.”
“Does that mean that you are obedient to me?” I asked.
“Most definitely, Master,” Jana said while caressing my cock. “Give either of us a command and we will obey.”
“Then I want Karina on her knees and sucking my cock like you just did. And I want you on your back, licking your sister’s pussy.”
Smiling, the sisters performed for me. I tried many different positions. In fact, I was fucking Karina’s pussy and bouncing her up and down on my cock as we arrived and landed on the island.
Chapter Two – The Forbidden Island
“Mr. Anderson? Mr. Evan Anderson, it is so good to finally meet you, sir!”
The man who greeted me was a few years older than me and heavier, with prematurely white hair and piercing blue eyes. He was English, as evidenced by his accent.
We shook hands.
“Jana and Karina treated you well, I take it?”
“Ah, yes,” I said. “Most agreeably.”
“Good, good,” the man said. “I would so dislike having to punish them, at least before it is their time. After all, punishment should be enjoyed by all!”
“And your name is, sir?” I asked.
“Oh, so sorry, my dear chap,” he said. “You can call me Mr. Lloyd, sir. Former Royal Navy Commander.”
“And you are a client, here?” I asked.
“We call them owners,” Lloyd said, “for the clients do indeed own the Club and the Island. And no, I am not an owner, merely the administrator of this facility. Jana! Karina! Take Mr. Anderson’s bags to his bungalow.”
The two girls each took a bag and headed off happily, their shapely calves flashing in the evening light of the tropical paradise.
We both watched them go.
“You do have the payment, Mr. Anderson?” Lloyd prompted.
“Right here, Mr. Lloyd,” I said.
“Oh, it’s just Lloyd, sir,” he said. “And thank you, very much!” He opened the briefcase and surveyed the money. “Everything seems to be in order. Quite a tidy sum, isn’t it?”
“Ten million dollars,” I said. “I do hope your facilities are worth it.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t worry, sir,” Lloyd assured me. “You’ll find them quite stimulating. And Jana and Karina will be at your disposal, quite literally, during your stay here.”
“Tell me about the island, Mr. Lloyd.” I said.
“What do you wish to know?”
“Everything,” I said. “From the beginning.”
“From the beginning?” he asked. “Very well, then. This little island, which the Commodore has somewhat dramatically named ‘the Forbidden Island’ is the home to Club Fatale: the world’s one and only snuff resort. Absolutely any woman that you dream of can be found here, or procured for you. And she will be yours, absolutely, to do with as you wish. Fuck her, beat her, enslave her or snuff her, it’s all up to you: you are truly limited only by your desires and your whim. Even our staff is available for the pleasure of the owners.”
“And I could carry this out however I wish, Mr. Lloyd?” I asked. “And to whomever I wish? Say, to her, for example.”
I pointed to a young lady walking towards us. She had fiery red hair and a tennis racket in one hand. She wore a short white skirt and a cotton blouse. A tight black collar was wound about her neck. She looked as if she were on her way for some practice. As she got closer, I could read her nametag: Patricia.
The girl stopped when I pointed. Her face fell at my look and she put her hands behind her back and hung her head in a sort of submissive pose.
“Of course you would be allowed to, sir,” Lloyd said. “We aim to please. But I must caution you. It will take some time to learn the finer points of snuffing, sir. There are classes to be taken and tests to be passed, after which time you will be granted full membership and accorded status in the Club. And, of course, you must respect the property of others. Any girl wearing a black collar is the property of the Club and is, therefore, free for use. Excessive snuffing of the staff will bring cautions and eventually warnings from myself or the Commodore. But you can safely expect that a girl per week is well within limitations, with unrestricted sexual use. Any girl wearing a colored collar is off limits unless express permission is given by her owner. Which I don’t think will be a problem with most owners, sir. Most are free with their girls’ attentions. Just don’t ask to snuff them; it’s an insult unless invited. White-collars, of course, are the most important to look out for.”
“What does the white mean?” I asked.
“It signifies that the girl is one of the Commodore’s personal concubines. Under no circumstances are you to dally with a white-collar unless the Commodore himself allows and wishes you to. Which would be a rare treat, indeed.”
“I see,” I said. I put my fingers to the chin of the redheaded girl. “It would be a thrill to snuff her, right here and now
”
The girl looked at me, her eyes filled with dread. Still, her body pose was submissive.
“But, I suppose that you are right, Mr. Lloyd,” I said, finally. “I shouldn’t jump in head first.”
“As you say, sir,” Lloyd responded. He nodded and the girl continued on her way, an extra spring in her step.
As we kept walking, I was treated to many exotic sights. Beautiful girls from all over the world were present, lounging in the pools, playing indoor and outdoor games with several patrons of the Club.
One and all, the girls were beautiful.
“And where do you get such fine ladies, Mr. Lloyd?”
“Our source of Femmes — that’s what we call them, for obvious reasons — is a world-wide system of criminal enterprises. Brothels, of course, are a prime source. Sex traffickers also provide many fine Femmes. But we do a large amount of recruiting from colleges and universities all around the world. The Femmes never know that they are being recruited as snuff-puppets, of course. The tennis player we met, Trisha, she was a medical student at Dartmouth. She believed that she was being recruited for medical missionary work in South Africa. We appropriated her. On paper, she had a run in with the soldiers of a local dictator and was unfortunately killed.”
I was silent as we walked down to the beach. Several large bonfires were already being prepared. I asked Lloyd what for and he told me that there was a party tonight: BBQ, drinking and girls. Lots of girls.
We stopped at the bar for an early drink and were served by a black-collar with midnight hair and tanned skin that spoke of her Caribbean ancestry.
“I think I’ll take a blowjob with my drink
” I said, struggling to read her nametag.
“Sophia.”
Quickly, the dark-haired woman knelt and embraced me with her lips.
“She’s a fine specimen, sir,” Lloyd said. “One of our best when it comes to oral stimulation. I snuffed her sister myself, just last week. Tossed her right into the fire, just over there, hands and feet bound after the best blowjob of my life. She screamed like the very devil, while Sophia there cleaned my cock with her lips.”
I thought about the deliciousness of seeing something like that as I came in the brunette’s mouth. She choked on my come.
“Back to work, lass,” Lloyd said. “I need another tequila.”
Sophia hurried to prepare a drink for the man who had murdered her sister.
Just then, two men passed by with three women in tow. The younger man stopped and spoke.
“Lloyd!” he said. “Long time, no see, mate. How’s it going?”
“Just great, sir!” Lloyd said. “Jacob, I want you to meet Mr. Evan Anderson. Mr. Anderson, this is Mr. Jacob Nelson. His distinguished companion is Mr. Dan Gates.”
“Call me Jake,” the younger man said.
“Dan,” the white-haired man said.
“Evan,” I responded, and shook hands with both.
Behind Jake was a sumptuous blonde woman in a yellow dress. I noticed that she was wearing a blue collar. She had devastating good looks and sultry eyes and I wagered that she was a handful in bed.
Dan Gates had a pair of brunettes that bore red collars about their necks. They were petite, but had beautiful faces just right for fucking. They wore red blouses, short skirts and black fuck-me heels.
“Mr. Nelson has been abroad for several weeks,” Lloyd informed me. “Somewhere in the middle east, I believe. Somewhere that there are no women to speak of.”
“I made it back just in time,” Jacob said. “It’s Bonfire Night, tonight.”
“What is Bonfire Night?” I asked.
“Best night of the week, sir,” Lloyd said.
Jacob winked at me. “I don’t know if you’d believe me, Evan. You’ll just have to see for yourself. But Lloyd’s right, it’s a great time!”
I chatted with Lloyd, Dan and Jacob until Bonfire Night began. I discovered that Jake had been a member in the Club for only a couple of years. He was one of the newest, while Dan Gates was one of the original ten members of the club. The blonde’s name was Kelly. The brunettes were Teri and Tori.
Before I knew it, Bonfire Night started.
As the fires were lit, a young brunette girl was brought out. Her clothes were quickly torn away from her and she was passed from man to man. She made a pretty sight, as she rode each patron’s cock for a minute or two.
“Are you going to participate, Evan?” Jacob asked.
“I thought I’d just watch the first time,” I responded. I didn’t really know how it worked here.
“Then could you do me a favor?”
“Sure,” I said.
“Watch Kelly for me,” he said. “She likes to run away if I leave her unattended, and I just have to join in. Feel free to use her how you like.”
Jacob quickly joined the horde of men enjoying themselves by abusing the girl. They crowded around her, fucking her holes and rubbing her tits and body. She was bent over and her face was fucked mercilessly.
More patrons gathered around her, rubbing the girl’s face and lips with cocks and fucking her throat until she cried out and nearly suffocated. Finally they knelt her in the sand and bukkaked her face in groups of twos and threes. There were nearly thirty men there, all of them with raging hard-ons.
“Last call!” one man yelled out.
He pulled her head back and held her for the others, as they dumped loads of semen onto her until her mouth filled up and overflowed.
The girl struggled, but with one man holding her face up and another pinching her nose, it was clear that she was doomed. She sputtered and spit, but more semen was ejaculated on her face every few seconds, and each time a man turned away, spent, another took his place with a hard, semen-filled cock.
Finally, the convulsing brown-haired girl was still. She had drowned in the horde’s jizm, her knees in the sand. The men cheered her sacrifice and a pointed steel spit was brought out. In no time, the girl was impaled upon it and stretched out over the fire to roast. She was declared the queen of the night, the feast of honor.
It was all utterly fascinating to me.
As I watched, I fucked Kelly. The buxom girl bounced up and down on my cock, then knelt to finish me with a blowjob. She sucked the come from my shaft just as the brunette girl breathed her last.
Dan finished with his load in Teri’s waiting mouth and Lloyd ejected his come into the borrowed Tori’s pussy.
Jacob returned, covered in sweat.
I was still staring at the girl, unable to take my eyes off of her. “Who was she?” I asked Jacob when he returned.
“Beverly, I think,” Jacob said. “She had a way with her mouth, let me tell you!”
“Poor cousin Beverly,” Kelly said with a tear in her eye.
I looked at Kelly and my cock grew hard again. Had I really come in the mouth of this beautiful blonde as her brunette cousin was snuffed? I shook my head at the surreal nature of this wondrous place.
I watched Kelly’s lithe cousin as she roasted on the spit, rotated by two female chefs who continually prodded her body to make sure she would be evenly done.
Into the night, I drank and ate Beverly stakes.
Jacob declared them the best he had had in his life and offered some to Kelly, who merely shook her head and cried. In the end, Jacob face-fucked Kelly and came on her lips as he ate the last of her cousin’s meat.
We all chatted and Dan passed his girls around. I got to fuck Teri and Tori that night and Kelly, again. I luxuriated in her tears as I ejaculated into her pussy.
More girls were brought out to be face-fucked and raped. Several were snuffed.
Finally, I returned to my bungalow and fucked Jana and Karina deep into the night, high on the depravities that I had witnessed on the wonderful Forbidden Island.

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a life of service 4

this is the begin of Kate’s final training. this is my fav scene ….i wish i could pull this off
He looked very jet set in his suit; after all it was rather expensive. Tailor made to his build. He sat there with his legs crossed and looking at the two women rather intently. Where would he begin? He sipped on his wine and lit a smoke.
The walls of the room were made of cinder blocks. The floor was poured concrete. In various places he had steel loops drilled into the walls, ceiling and floor. The room was lit with candles and a wood fire place. The door of the room was made of heavy wood and had two dead blots in it. This room was the reason he bought the house. The previous owner had it built during the cold war and was a bit paranoid. But the new owner was not paranoid. The room served other purposes now.
He stood and removed his coat and folded it neatly over his chair. He removed his chemise and did the same.
Sandra looked magnificent in her black V-cut evening gown. Her hair, wild, dark and curly. Her eyes alive and shinning with the reflection of the fire, her makeup dark and gothic like.
He gestured for her to come to him. She came to him without skipping a beat. Her hips swaying and her nipples sliding through the front of the dress. She came to him and placed her hand on his neck, stroking him gently. He placed his hand on her behind patting firmly.
Kate looked stunning as well. She was clad in the black lingerie assemble that Sandra had bought for her. Stockings that went half way up her thigh a garter belt, black panties. black transparent bra. Elbow length silk gloves. All of this compounded with the latex black knee high boots. She had the physique for it. She stood with her hands held at shoulder height by the chains around her wrists. Her feet were chained as well, spread apart wide.
She looked splendid gagged and bound.
He whisper instructions into Sandra’s ear and then walked to his tool bench
“You see my dear” he began”As difficult as it may seem now, things will get better” He sifted through his wide collection of toys.
“Soon you will relinquish all your fears and open yourself to your desires. There will be no room for trivial, only what is truly important. Soon you will grow to meet your full potential. It has already begun. I am proud of your accomplishments, we both are, aren’t we my love?”
“Yes master, we are” Sandra said
“Rewards are given when hard work tasks are completed, when lessons are learned and soon you will reap the benefits of your work. But firsts you must learn the lessons and complete the tasks.” His hands floating over his tools, as if they had a mind of their own.
Kate’s eyes shifted between the two. Her breathing was deep, lifting her chest high. How magnificent she looked, the colors of the fire dancing on all over her figure.
“Obedience and loyalty” He turned “these are virtues Hard learned
.If they can be learned at all.” He had his toys in hand. He began to walk towards her.
“That depends on the pupil I believe” He turned his head and looked at Sandra
“You see Kate; she is the shinning example of those virtues. She is the text book on how to conquer those lessons”. He gestured to her with his right hand. “Come” he said to Sandra.
She came to him and knelt by his side with her arms lovingly around his leg. His hand came to rest gently on her head. He played softly with her hair.
“Feet” he said gently to Sandra as he looked down at her.
She quickly lay on the ground before him. Curled up like a loyal obedient dog, her head on his feet. He placed one of the tools before her on the ground, the other still in his hand.
He began to walk towards Kate.
“I am a fair man. I am aware that you do not yet have the whole picture, you can’t see what waits on the other side for you.” He flexed the horse whip between his two hands.
“But first you must be purified, body and mind of your old ways.”
Kate trembled visibly.
“We must begin your cleansing” he said to her
As if on clue Sandra rose and removed her evening gown. She wore only her black stocking that climbed to her thighs and her black high heel shoes. Her body was hairless her figure…flawless. She reached down and began preparing the tool for its task.
He stood before Kate, his hands gently caressing her curves; her skin was soft to his touch. He kissed her on the forehead. He leaned his head next to hers.
“Remember” he whispered “master loves you”
He cracked her then, on the side of her leg with his whip. She pushes back and shrieks but her restraints kept her in place and silent. He walked behind her, tracing her figure with his stick. He slid it gently between her thighs, massaging her crotch with its tip.
Sandra joined them then, her strap on in place. Its head placed between Kate’s legs. She began to move ever so slightly back and forth using its head to caress Kate’s center.
“You will be satisfied with our work.” He whipped her buttocks. Her eyes pleaded with Sandra.
He came around to the front again. He stood now behind Sandra his whip came up to caress her breasts, playing at the tip of her nipples. Her hand moved behind her to his belt where she unbuckled it. She slid her left hand over his package back and forth while her right hand undoes his zipper. She reaches in and pulls him out. She slid his tip over the smooth skin of her buttocks. Her Left hand came forth and grabbed a hand full of Kate’s rump.
“Kneel” He says to his faithful servant. She kneels, her legs wide her face inches from Kate’s snatch.
Kate feels Sandra’s hot breath on her center.
“Remove her panties” He orders. His faithful servant unties the knots that hold on her panties.
He turns from them then and heads for the table.
“How long this goes on for depends on you and how quickly you chose to accept your destiny” He seeks his final addition to there m?ge. He turns then as Sandra’s tongue slides between Kate’s legs to find its place on her clitoris. It dances and swirls around and around Kate’s breathing slows. She looks down, her eyes catching Sandra’s.
He is before them again. He places his hand on Sandra’s head.
“My love” he says softly.
She turns to look at him. He traces her jawbone with his thumb, looking lovingly in her eyes.
He slides the mask slowly and carefully over her face. It is black and covers her eyes. It covers her nose and leaves her mouth and chin exposed. At its base, over Sandra’s nose is its center piece a long and thick rubber dick that sticks out many inches from her face.
She turns and begins to slide its tip between Kate’s legs. Her hand comes up and she begins to stroke her master’s rod as he pats her ass with his whip. Sandra’s free hand begins to stroke her own rubber tool between her legs. She is excited by all this activity. She wishes it was her being trained again.
“There is no limit to my imagination, which is to say there is no limit to your pleasure or your suffering, it all just depends on you and how quickly you learn your place.” Master says to Kate. “Do you understand?”
Kate looks at him then, peeling her eyes off of Sandra and her mask. She tries to speak through the gag ball but only muffled noises escape her. The master reaches up to her mouth and slides out the gag ball.
“You’re both fucking nuts.” “Obedience?” Kate exclaims “maybe that works for this cunt here but not for me you sick fuck. How long do you think this will last for before the cops turn up here looking for me anyways?” Kate rattles in her chains breathing heavy from the anger, staring at him.
He begins to walk behind her then sliding his hand up and down her taught midriff her skin soft to his touch
“Get your hands off me you prick” she says to him. He does not flinch as he comes to a stop directly behind her. Sandra still slides the tip of her face cock between her prisoners snatch.
“You may not break yet but I always win” master begins to say in her ear. “And the more of a struggle you put up the better.” His hands come around her, caressing her body.
“You will obey just like she does “Master said as his left hand comes down to rest on Sandra’s head.
As if on cue Sandra begins to slide the face cock into Kate’s tight little snatch. She slides it all the way to the base and back, slowly she repeats the process over and over.
“Get off me you freak 
. What’s the matter with you assholes” Kate yells “don’t touch me 
. Stop!!!!”
Masters hands come to rest on her breasts. He begins to kiss the back of her neck and shoulders. His hard dick, pressed onto her buttocks. He pulls her bra down so it rest under both her breasts, perking them open even more if that were possible. Twisting her pencil eraser nipples between his thumb and for fingers he cups her breasts in his hands.
Kate feels him sliding his cock between her ass cheeks, like tit fucking her ass, she feels Sandra slide her mask as far deep as she can and reaches around for her masters’ cock, pulling it down between her legs. Kate Feels its fat head slide over her anus and down to her slit, where Sandra brings it to her mouth licking and sucking the tip. He begins to slide his rod in and out of Sandra’s mouth, the motion causes Sandra’s face dick to resume its thrusting motions in to her clam. To her horror Kate comes to realize that this is exciting her. She feels herself getting wetter.
The master, enjoying Sandra’s mouth reaches down from Kate’s breast with his left hand to Sandra’s head where he begins to force it deeper into Kate’s cunt and forces his cock deeper into her mouth, at a faster more aggressive pace.
“Never in your wildest Fantasies would both off you thought you ever be doing something like this” He says to his Slaves “I sense both of your excitement, whether you admit it or not.”
“Fuck you 
sicko” Kate shots out
At moment the master gives on last hard push on Sandra’s head and holds it there, the tip of his dick in her throat
“Sicko
?” He replies to Kate.” My lovely girl I’ve only just begun to please you. Don’t lie to me; I can feel your wet cunt dripping on my shaft. “
They could both hear Sandra gagging and coughing on his cock. They could feel her trying to push her head back to get some air but he held her there choking her with his dick.
“I know now that your body wants my perversions it is only your mind that we must correct 
. The battle my dear is won” he says to Kate as he releases Sandra’s head who falls back on her ass gasping for air
“Master
 please 
 I need more “Sandra says between gasps, as she wipes the long strands of spit that hang from her chin to her d cup breast. Sandra’s hands full of her drool finds their way to the strap-on shaft that is protruding from her crotch.
“She needs a good fucking Master” Sandra says as she strokes her fake shaft
Kate can’t believe her eyes. She can’t believe what she hearing. “You’re insane” is all she can say. The sight of Sandra sitting on the floor of this dungeon, her legs open, stroking a strap-on, as if it where her own dick. Her body covered by her own drool. Her mouth open. Face dick mask, with its long, thick shaft sticking out from the middle of her face, covering her eyes. The image was too much.
Even master was astonished by the depravity of his servants behavior. He felt his dick getting hard to the point where it began to hurt. He walked to her then and helped her to her feet. Then and guided her to face Kate who had a look of shock on her face.
“Have your way with her my love” master said to Sandra. And she did.
Sandra’s hands came up to her shaft and she began to slide it between Kate’s legs till it found its home
.. Her cunt. Sandra’s Hands come around to Kate’s ass and begins to pull her deeper on to her strap-on. Fucking her at a violent and furious pace Sandra begins to mutter filth to Kate.
You’re my fuck hole you whore 
.. Wait till I get to your ass you cunt
I bet you like this, deep inside I know you like this
Master is too aroused to stay out of this and he without warning to Sandra grabs her waist and forces his dick in her ass. Sandra gasps from the sudden entry but does not skip a beat as she impales Kate on the upstroke and herself on the down stroke. His hand comes up to grab a handful of her hair and yanks her head back hard
“You’re a dirt little whore “ master says to her as he slides his hand in her mouth choking her with his fingers .Master is fucking her ass hard now as he looks at Kate.
“Your next” as he slides his dick out of Sandra and walks around to Kate’s backside
She begins to protest
”please don’t 
..Stop 
. No don’t “but to no avail as she feels him enter her anus. Without mercy he begins to thrust into her. He feels her tight ass clenching him firmly only making it worse on her.
Kate’s protests begin to annoy him. In one swift motion he slides finger into each of Kate’s nostrils and pulls her head back and with his free hand grabs Sandra’s mask by the shaft and forces it into Kate’s open waiting mouth. With his hands free now and Kate’s yapping muffled he grabs a handful of hair on either side of Sandra’s head and pulls hard forcing the dildo deeper into Kate’s throat.
“Choke her master “Sandra utters as she fucks Kate’s snatch. Sandra fingers her own holes violently and she is quickly approaching climax. Even master is on the verge of eruption. This orgy of fucking and depravity is bringing all of its participants to the edge of climax.
Sandra body begins to shudder on the onset of her orgasm. Her moaning and breathing now furious. Master pulls harder on Sandra’s hair, forcing the shaft all the way down Kate’s throat. Kate’s drool running in long strands down to hers and Sandra’s breast which are being mashed together. The spit makes the tits shine as they rub violently together. Kate is making gagging noises now choking and coughing her spit strands sliding down the shaft into Sandra’s open mouth, whose shuddering hips set of a chain reaction in Kate who begins to cum. The double penetration, the bondage, the gagging and most of all the submission of this whole affair sets her off like never before. Her juice pours down her legs which give out. She is being fucked like a rag doll.
In one swift motion the master pulls out of her ass and undoes Kate’s chains to allow her to kneel before him. He grabs a handful of her hair and pulls as he spits on her face
“Now you know who u belong to” is all he says as he shoots his huge load onto her face and in her hair. Gulps of it fly into her eyes, nose and mouth, drenching her in his burning goo. Her eyes burn and tear as he cleans his dick off with her hair.
“Put the pig in the cage” He says to Sandra as he walks out of the room
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