Could I submit to them, be their slave? Sex videos “I can’t,” she sighed, and we were kissing again, her body pressing against mine. Who was this woman in my apartment? As the cab drove me to Tacoma, I thought about my future. The corset loosened enough for Zelda to fish out my left breast and I moaned as her lips kissed my nipple, then she softly bit it with her teeth. Oh, please be my slut-wife, Desiree! Alison smiled, staring lustily at my large, nut-brown breasts. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, kissing her flat belly. He had a strong grip, I was surprised to discover, crushing my hand as he smiled politely at me. I was torn, I did not want to be his plaything, but the magic was so intriguing. They wanted me to run their free clinic. The club was filled with women of all shapes and races: lipstick lesbians, punk girls with spiked hair, butch women with short hair, goth girls in depressing blacks, and many more. “But…but Master and Mistress…they don’t. …want me…anymore.”
I hugged her. Why did you have to choose me and ruin my life! This is some grade A cunt I’m getting!”
My orgasm was building quickly as the metal ring rubbed against my pussy’s walls. Then a grin broke out on his face.
