The cold metal felt alien against her lips and tongue. "Close your lips around it, tightly," Miss Rose orders. Ashley does, and keeps the egg-shaped p...lug securely locked in her mouth. Miss Rose slowly pulls on the plug. It spreads Ashley's lips apart and then pops out. "Good little girl," Miss Rose says, smiling. She looks to the slave. "Be good now. You're going to wear this for the rest of the day. Understood?" "Yes Miss Rose, thank you," the girl says, almost in a moan. A few inches from. Immediately I pulled the covers up to hide my nakedness and searched Maxs face. Its ok honey. These are Jamals friends and they wont hurt you. Theyve bought you for the night though and I told them you would be real good to them. Wha- wha- what? I stammered. I knew I had confided this fantasy to him but that was just it–it was a fantasy. It was supposed to never become reality, especially as real as this was turning out to be. I looked around the room at each of their lust driven faces and knew. Then she told me that the tattoo artist wanted to see her whole tit, nipples and all, so he knew what to do when the time came to pierce them. A couple of Saturdays later, I went with Gin to the tattoo shop she wanted and set up an appointment time with, and he took us to the back-room where it was private and showed us what the tattoo would be like and told her that she could just show the top part of her tit or the whole thing if she wanted. Gin didn't wear a bra that day and I always like it. Tammy's eyes fluttered open to see Sasha standing in front of her thighs with her rubber cock in hand. "Bitch you ready for this! You think Mike fucked you good,you just fucking wait!" Sasha had gained control of the situation and now it was her turn to get back at her so-called friend. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Fuck that hurts!" Tammy cries out. Sasha didn't give a fuck.She wanted it to hurt.She didn't want this part of the session to be a fun experience for Tammy. Mike get the fucking scarves!.