I wasn't shocked when she returned it. Master had turned her bisexual. He was such a pervert. Her lips tasted so nice. They were plump and warm and indian they moved with such an eager hunger. The whoops and hollers grew even louder. Guys were shouting such naughty things while the girls were calling me slut or skank or dyke-bitch. I broke the kiss and whirled away, eager for my dramatic exit. Master smacked me on the ass as a farewell. Buzzing, I marched right towards the students. They melted out of my path. I strutted with such confidence; no one could stop me. I was Justin's sex slave. That made me so important. My skirt swayed about my thighs, my hips swishing back and forth, my ponytail bouncing behind me. I drew looks. I was the head of our cheerleader squad. Every guy already lusted after me, and now... Now I was the sluttiest girl at our college. They all wanted me, but only Justin got to enjoy me. I reached my history class after a minute of walking, and smiled when I saw my bitchy friend Paris standing outside the room. She was shuddering and squirming in her designer dress, a rose affair that clung to her. She was rich. I mean, filthy rich. She always wore the most expensive dresses to school, Hidden Cams gowns that must cost her daddy $500 to $2000 apiece. They always made her look so sophisticated and sexy. Today, her dark-brown, wavy hair swayed about a face twisted with frustration. Her lips were pursed tight, her cheeks flushed. It was clear that Master's command was already working on her. “Good morning, Paris,” I said brightly. She scowled at me. “Mmm, don't you look a little... agitated. Maybe you need to go the bathroom and... sort yourself out.” She shot me daggers. “Yes, you look like a girl that's in desperate need of taking care of herself.” “You're such a disgusting whore!” she hissed at me. “I saw what you posted on Instagram this morning. It's disgusting to even claim you were kissing Justin's mother with his cum amateur all over your faces. So don't you even insinuate that I'm as much of a whore as you.” He believed he had about a hundred of these slaves in his stable. His fat cock filling her up over and over gave the book worm her first orgasm. Seeing they were awaiting him to answer and remembering the strange voice he had heard before his arrest, Mark replied, “Whatever do you mean, Mr. Secretary? “I’m amateur a scientist at heart,” Zander smiled, “I’ll tell you all you need to know, and no more. The High Priestess would bring each of the priestesses to her private chambers. My eyes take in all of her beauty. I also expected more blood to come, but maybe this would come. Everytime she was about to fall over, Brad grasped her and held her up, once she was balanced again, he would start tickling her again. Sophie shook her head. The man was also short, thin, had messy brown hair, and sat with his hands awkwardly shielding his crotch. I didn't want that at all. The fairly large garden was surrounded by high hedges, and the front lawn and driveway was protected, so to speak, by a wall (taller than me) which had a sturdy-looking gate in the center. The handlers stepped back out of my view and I saw, through the mirror below me, the stallion’s flaccid eight-inch cock hanging in the indian air. “Yes, Daddy!” she gasped, her right hand gripping my dick. Oh, by the way, I like the chains.” To excuse everyone, but as you may know, I’m not a girl, this story you’re about to read, takes place as the little girl. The man laid down next to her, draping his arm around her and spooning her in a tender manner. ‘Darius...I don’t know what to say.’ “You're going to love this!” Other than that all that’s there is a little closet and a small mini fridge. “The amount of energy required was just too much for the reactor. "Girls like to shop!" I drew in a deep breath, my heart hammering in my chest. She studies me, learns from me, tests me. What are you trying to find, girl?” I want a fucking blow job. Double shot.”. I am fighting to breathe. In her Hidden Cams post-multi-orgasmic daze she breathed heavily and waited for more like a good little cock whore. I held the toy firm for her. There were two things I noticed right away. I guess the smiling lady picking up her deep dish with her daughter has no idea what I am going through. I didn’t cum from him fucking me, but it felt damned good as he dumped his load deep in my ass.