Over the next six months or so, the storytelling became a regular part of our sex life and she had a lot of stories. In the six months or so of her st...ories, she never repeated one! I was starting to realize how much of a slut she was in her younger days. As I said earlier, I had heard through grapevine years ago that she had an active past, but what I heard from her mouth as she told me these stories was way beyond the level I could have ever imagined.I was shocked by these stories but also so. Vo sharma rahi thi maine use force kar ke pucha vo boli”tumar lund bhohat lambahai”. Jaise hi maine uske mhuse land world sun kar mere badan me sansani si doud gai. Ab mai ne bhi uske chud me ungli dalne ke liye uski panty me hath dal diya mai Ne jase hi ungli uski chud mai dali vo uchal padi use gudgudi ho rahi thi. Karib 5 min tak maine uski chud mae ungli age piche karne laga uase bohot maza aah raha tha. Fir maine uski panty utar di usne bhi meri chadi utar di. Fir maine useki potion bani. Sebastian had managed to regain control over his cock, and had got Carol working it more gently this time as he played with her gorgeous tits. Her nipples were clearly starting to harden, so he ordered her to remove her bikini bottoms and play with herself. Soon she was working her clit, and he noticed her back arch slightly, and a tiny groan escape her lips. He left her working on herself and crossed to sit in front of Tina on the sofa. Her eyes were screwed up tight from the shafting she was. I returned to the dungeon where I prepared a hypodermic—a huge quantity of estrogen and other hormones which I injected into my new slave’s butt. Once I was done, I disposed of the syringe and pulled my slave Brandi up and into my house. An adjustment to her collar was made as I led her up the stairs. My failure to do so would have given her the shock of her life. The collars were the primary tools I used to control my slaves. Sure, I used whips and crops and canes and paddles, too. The.