Again the table laughed. Joy reached over under the table and began to pet my cock. This was going to be a good night. Maybe Van wasn't an asshole.... My sister spoke up as she felt the night winding down. "What are we going to do now?" Van answered, "I have a hotel room for all of us across the street." Van winked at me indicating success. So that was it. Club Desire was in the past. Van and my sister burst through the hotel room door lip locked. Van was practically carrying Amy to the. She coughed and pushed her head back down on his cock again. The man fisted his hands in her hair and growled. "You want daddy to fuck your throat little girl? To stretch it and make you gag, huh? Fuck it so hard your puke up you’re cum and the dog cum on daddies’ cock? Tell me!' The little girl shook her head yes and kept pushing her head down his shaft. 'Good girl. Puke for daddy babygirl." The man fucked her pretty face hard and deep. Her throat squeezing his cock with each thrust.. Amy, your own little pet. Shelly, ready to be sold at next weeks market. And Tim, a new recruit who had been mostly broken in but still questioned you occasionally. You kept them in your secret room, a hard plank as a bed and a blanket as cover, a bowl of water each and a chain around their necks that attached to the wall. You hooked them up during the night and let them do your bidding at day. You weren't the nastiest of the slavers, you feed your lot well, regularly cleaned them and never. He didn’t say a word, but moved my knees slightly apart and placed two fingers inside my cunt. I instinctively tilted my ass higher so He would have better access. "Wet already, slut?" He asked me and I said, "Yes, Sir." He looked over the selection of toys. "Where are the spoon and the belt?" He asked. "In the toy box, Sir." "Making me get them myself means double of each," He said. "Thank you, pet." "I thought this was going to be just an average punishment session, but with your 'oversight',.