The kitchen door was behind Jimmy, so when he saw Rhonda's eyes open wide, he turned around to see what had startled her. He let out a little gasp whe...n he saw Shelly pushing the cart. She was wearing a bib type apron. It was white with a strap around her neck and tied around the waist. The hem covered her to the middle of her thighs. However, that wasn't what made Jimmy gasp. It was obvious that Shelly had nothing but the apron on."One of Shelly's birthday treats is to serve us her own special. “What the fuck you sayin? You tryin to trick me or something bitch?” Buford stomped over to the shivering, goosebumped body of poor Kat. “What the fuck are you talkin about?”Kat coiled up into an even tighter ball expecting another attack but none came. She could feel him standing over her. “It’s just that…” the once hot p#sis had now turned cold and the combination with the cold tile had Kat’s teeth chattering, “Boss’ men usually collect once they’re done. I know you’re new, and I don’t. I was soon covered in spit, my own tears and precum. I felt him grow inside my mouth and stiffen before exploding inside my mouth and all over my face. He wiped his cock clean on me then he and my new Mistress turned off the lights and left without saying a word.My mouth still tasted of cum and cock, even after the spit and cum caked on my face and chest had dried. My balls ached from the kicking they had received; however it was my mouth, legs and arms that hurt the most. I had been tied in. She moaned, and struggled to control her urge to explode in orgasm. “Quiet!” I admonished, and slapped her thigh sharply. She whimpered, and I slapped her twice across her glowing face, silencing her. “You were not given permission to speak, slut,” I reminded her, and she readily nodded her head in agreement. I placed the knife on the nightstand, and slowly undressed in front of her curious eyes. I could see her eyebrows rise as she glimpsed my erect manhood for the first time. I had never.