As Laura walked down the aisle she found herself in the domestic section. The majority of the domestics were women although around 10% were men. Eac...h slave was dressed basically the same, in National Slave Dress. For women, this meant an oversized five-buttoned cotton short sleeve shirt that went down to their knees – most shirts were white but a few were black - and their National Registered Slave Collar, a rounded ring of shiny steel with four D-rings. This had been locked onto them by a. I remember feeling his hard cock against my tummy while he was on top of me feeling his way around my body. I opened my eyes and looked up to see him sitting on top of me a knee on each side of me, fondling my breasts and pulling on my nipples. I've got 40C tits and since its summer I'm tanned and my nipples are darker than usual. Because he is giving me what I need my nipples are very hard and look like little pencil erasers. As he pulls on them I feel myself getting more and more aroused. I. Clete knew that the only way to assuage the pain he felt was to take her again, on a regular basis."I'd like to have that tape," he told Priscilla. "I've got an idea for it."Priscilla looked at him as if he were crazy. "You don't think I went to all the trouble of staging that shoot just to let you have it. I've got my own plans for it. I'm going to destroy that little bitch for what she's done, and I'm going to have Mark Denning eating out of my hand. I'm going to grind him down and wreck his. There was no question that Pamela was one of the most attractive and sexiest girls in the school as well and the only problem with Pamela was that she knew she was hot, she knew she was in high demand and she knew she could have her choice of any guy in the school. That was what got her into trouble in the end. Who could blame Pamela for thinking those things about herself -- she had a nice figure, she had a beautiful head of naturally blonde hair and her tits were nicely shaped and round high.