?Kind of, yeah, I’m trying to be a fashion designer, and I do work with some theater companies, like Angela’s, in the mean time.?Now slave’s eye...s were closed and i could feel slave tremble. It was not a cold night. i shuddered, and knew i had better ask Master for permission to cum. i didn’t really want to ask in front of these three strangers, but i knew Master would not let me whisper. ?Master, may your slave, please, be allowed to cum?? In an effort not to whisper, i think i said it a little. He slammed my ass till he wanted me to tighten up my hole, I tried to squeeze my hole while he was pulling out, relax my hole as jammed it in, he says over my shoulder, “your cunt is real sloppy, let’s fix that.” He pulled his cock out, pushed the plug back in, and pushed his cock back in me, I pushed back against him and he took my ass and rammed the fuck out of me, it felt so good, I reached back and had him stop while I turned on the vibrator, I turned it on constant vibe on high. Oh my. He had given her permission but made her stay on the phone with him the entire time, describing what she was doing, saying humiliating things about herself and finally begging permission to come in her panties for him. Oh, how she had loved that!Diana loved everything about being his possession: loved the feeling of complete surrender to him; loved having no other purpose but to please and obey him; loved knowing that he could do whatever he wanted with her; loved feeling safe and cherished. The only thing worse was when they cut them into shorts so their dicks would poke out the bottom. She got him back easily enough, and didn't even make him the offer, she later told me. He jumped at the chance as soon as she walked up. As they walked in the back, I noticed Alison was taller than him in her heals and he was and much, much wider. They didn't come out for a long time. She usually finished up in two songs, but the fourth had just started playing when she came out. Alison was making.