He kept smacking her tits as the orgasm continued and consumed her entire body. Ten minutes later Dawn was now exhausted and oblivious to anything around her. Jack now had enough climaxes to complete his tasks. He then pulled over a rolling table and set to work. Dawn felt him grab her arm but ignored what he was doing. She was still indian deep under the influence of the drug. Jack took her wrist and measured the circumference and grabbed the silver chain on the table. He cut two pieces to length and grabbed four 1 inch diameter rings. He quickly took one chain and two rings, pulled the chain through the rings and wrapped it around her right wrist. He then took his soldering iron and completed the bracelet. Dawn now had her first slave bracelet. He walked around the table and did the same thing to her other wrist. Dawn now had a matching set. He quickly went down the table and installed bracelets on each ankle. The slave could now be restrained with simple clips. The last chain was placed around her waist. It had four rings so now additional chains could be attached to her arms and legs or even between her legs. Jack put the chain behind the previous chains so as not to interfere with the movement through the clit ring. Dawn had now fallen asleep and had no idea what he had done. He pushed the table over to the wall and grabbed his tattoo setup. He took her legs and placed them into the stirrups and spread her legs. Jack pulled over a chair and settled between Dawns legs and proceeded to start the process of sterilizing the area right above her cunt. Ten minutes later he was working on the artwork Susanna selected for her slave. As soon as he completed the process, he looked down at his work. Now anyone who saw Dawn naked would know exactly what she was. The tat was the word SLUT in large two inch letters surrounded by bright colors which drew the eyes directly to her cunt. Jack only had one more task to complete. He looked at the time and realized that he would have to pick up the pace. He needed to have everything finished by 3:30. That way she could get back to school by 4:00. Jack released her legs and rolled Dawn over on her stomach. Prine Boris insisted. He yelled down at her, both of his hands moving to find her shoulders. “I do, but it is a little late to start it up tonight,” I explained. Between her fingers writhed what looked like a giant leech. Dad kept a fridge stocked with beer in the garage. I winked at her. He gave me a few names to check out. I snorted. So, I remained with my grandmother, her only living relative still in the U.S. and got bonus points from the U.S. Authorities over that, too. He had a pretty long way to get inside my body. Dakota stepped forward and asked a couple of pertinent questions that the daughter answered quickly without hesitation. And then she said, “I’ll tell you what; later, before the dance, some of the permanent residents out here have a pot luck every week before the dance. The saltiness took over my taste buds. “I don’t know yet, but I wanted to know that you’re in before I spend too much time on it.” “I'll hunt you down enjoy you if I get too hard.” Chrys and I french kissed before she turned around and offered her ass to me. I grabbed her hips and rammed inside. But I had a lot to worry about as well. I never felt anything like it before. So violently that it completely took Amy by surprise. I’m rubbing my clit and fingering myself and I get loud enough that I know she can hear me. You know, I’m moaning a little bit, and indian I think she can hear the sloshing going on at my fingers.” “No!” I hissed. You just have to give me a little warning so I can do the squeeze thing.” “Good then we are in accord Captain,” Francis snapped, “You are equally revolting, is that an Albatross nest in your beard?” They had seen everything and understood all and from the moment that he looked into her eyes she could feel him reading her. Her silky flesh caressed me. She shouldn't hide her lusts. Cynthia certainly didn't want to show up her husband but she was unable to resist calling out to her step son: "Oh, that's so good Matty! It was really hard to tell who got the loudest response, but after he finished, he said, “Our judges say that numbers six and three should be removed.” She walked around the desk, sat down and continued talking as if nothing had happened.