? The other man said. ?looks like it could use a trim?or maybe it would look good shoulder length?.or perhaps we should shave it all off.?she didn�...�t know if she could talk without getting in trouble. she was no longer in the doll costume, but she had not been given explicit permission to talk. slave did NOT want to have her mouth stitched shut?and she had no way of knowing if there men knew that order and punishment?if they were helping Master, or against Him? she wanted to beg, to plead. She didnt want me in the 1st place and only wants me now because her friend is going to have me. i told her i was sorry but id promised her friend and she left not to happy. a minute later her friend came in the room. im so glad i had her as my first and not the other 1. she seemed more timid and while she said she had had sex before i dont think she had. she was wearin just a black short skirt and she pulled it up to reveal no nickers. she began to ride me, her long flowing curly blonde hair. Lying there, I didn't see my soccer playing tomboy friend. I was gazing at a brown haired, tight bodied sexpot with what looked like perfect C cup breasts, all covered by a barely-there bikini. I was transfixed. It was as if a light switch was flipped. I suddenly had a carnal desire. I must have looked out that window for a solid fifteen minutes, pawing at my growing cock through my pants. The fantasy playing out in my mind was interrupted by the ring of the telephone. Fucking telemarketer.By. Between moans I uttered "As you wish Master."The fist slowly came out of my ass, and I was led to what felt like a mattress of the ground either that or a low lying bed. Master had me step back over the rope to place it back behind my back. I was shoved onto the bed and Master got beside my face and shoved a cock into my face. "Suck my cock Bitch while Slut eats my fuck hole." I figured that meant Roger was going to eat Masters ass while I was sucking a nice size package. I would take that cock.