We gossip and giggle like bimbos do while we walk to the kitchen. I open the “Bitch Collar” cabinet where we keep all the collars for Masters occa...sional whores, and I quickly collar Stacey for her week to begin. I give her a booklet of rules, likes, dislikes, and simple tips about how to please my Master more. A slight feeling of jealousy comes over me and that confuses me. I love spoiling Master to no end, having slut after slut come through our doors and please my Sir is one of the most. Pehla dar lag raha tha, kya karun kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha. Bas Shikha ko utha kar bistar le gaya aur kapde utar kar uske bagal main let gaya. Usne mera lund pakad liya, aur aache se hilani lagi. Main uske upar aa gaya aur uske pura sharir pe kiss kiya aur uske boobs chusne laga aur dabane laga sath mai uski pussy main ungli karne laga.Main uski chut chatna chaha par nahi kar paya bas aisehi dono maje lete rahe. Shikha bohot garam ho chuki thi aur bas mujhe lund chut pe ghusane keh rahi. The bus arrived the women got on and I went to the back of the house and found the back door unlocked. I checked downstairs in all the draws and could not find it and so went upstairs first in to Glendas room which was untidy with clothes everywhere. There was a jewell box and my heart started beating faster knowing that the ring would be retuned to its rightful owener but sadly it was not in there.Then into Karens room which was also untidy and could not find it there and then into Donnas room. I felt one man’s eyes on me as we walked past, but when I looked back with a smile, his face contorted into a scream as the uniformed black woman whipped his back. He too had black testicles and no hair, and as I tried to focus on his stiff penis, I vomited on the red carpet. Nice normal lady gently pushed my head forward, and I noticed he had big shackles on his ankles. Why? I had to see a nurse and lie on a bed. I dreamt of the big shackle man. He was nice and friendly and wanted to come back.