Then I had an epiphany, I was lesbian... or bi, I wasn’t so sure but I knew I wasn’t straight.One night I was watching a straight porno and I foun...d myself always looking at the woman’s tits and pussy. Just the sight of them turned me on. The woman made me stroke my pussy. She alone made me cum but it wasn’t enough, I needed to taste a woman. The days following I started to dress skimpier than before. When I was with female friends, I would teasingly bite there neck and smack there ass, but they. Then he bent to the side of the chair and recovered the leather belt, 'I need to mark your flesh', he said and as if to emphasize his bestial urge, I could feel him release some pre-cum against my belly, 'Daddy dont cum yet', I begged, afraid my own release would not be realized if he did, but daddy was too incensed with his desire to bring leather hard against his wayward daughters ass, and he brought the full force of his muscular arm to thrash my fair skin and the welt rose high as each of. I could tell that her orgasm was stronger than usual and figured it was the combination of the clampsand the added excitement of having sex with her first black man. I didn't find outabout the pussy beads, which was a very nice added surprise, until I started tofuck her already wildly cumming cunt after Tyrell had filled her with two huge loadsof thick, hot, sticky, slimy black cock sperm … but I'm getting a little ahead of things. With Tyrell munching on her dripping, wildly cumming slut cunt. I start to cry and try to stammer anapology.Mistress Beauregard cuts me off, "I do not expect a teenager to have theself control of a more mature sissy, like these gurls." She points atthe other slaves. "Who probably can't get it up at this point. I mean ayoung gurl like you, your mother keeps you in flux, a female hormonelevel where you get your secondary female features, but not to the pointwhere you can't perform, hopefully. It's always tricky. I just needed toknow that the equipment.