She was standing on her tiptoes, trying not to choke. She had on the necklace. I hoped she was getting some good pictures. “Here is your number to y...our room sir,” she said as she handed me the number 45. The next guy in line was David ... he was the last guy in our group and he got number 46.A young naked girl came up to us. She was wearing a Dog collar and her hands were handcuffed behind her back. “ Gentleman, please follow me.”We followed her into a bar area. One wall was a long bar with a. Marcus is not a monster. There had to be an explanation. She got out of bed and moved to the French doors. There was a sliver of light at the gap in the curtains. She pulled them open and her heart leapt with relief.Outside in the bright early morning sunlight was Marcus and Sarah. They were bundled up against the cold sitting side by side at a small table on the large rooftop deck outside the room, and Sarah was laughing. They appeared to be playing some kind of board game. Both had insulated. ” Humiliation burned at the words but also at the flood of desire which those words had caused. My sex tensed and rippled with an overwhelming need for him. “Yes Master,” I said. I began the slow crawl across the cold floor. My knees scraped on the concrete's rough surface but I ignored the pain, knowing the pain of disobedience would be greater if I were to disobey. He held my chain and walked me like a dog, "Good little pet,” his voice was light, caring. I squirmed as my traitorous desire. I could not help myself from grabbing Tyrone's huge cock noticing as I did that my hand could not even fit around it. My legs felt weak as I got on my knees; looking over at my husband with an almost apologetic look in my eyes before turning back to the huge black cock. Then he grunted as he felt my red lips wrap around his cock head. I slowly bobbed my head back and forth, tasting the salty pre-cum…Soon loud slurping sounds echoed the room. Moaning slightly I rubbed my pussy mound feeling how.