Finally cuffed. The position forced my chest to be thrust out some. Lastly, I groped for and found the butterfly’s control and turned it on to the... max setting, causing me to stiffen up and moan a little.I sat there, listening to the sounds of gagged women moaning and whimpering. Being spanked. Harsh words from men and women, punishing their slaves, having sex with them. Listening to pleading and begs, of girls like me asking to be let go right before the gag is inserted, harsh slaps,. Your hands fisted in my hair, fucking my face, forcing yourself farther down my throat.....I can feel you stiffen as you get closer to release....I want to feel you blow all over me. I let the hardness filling my mouth slide out...and take off my mask. I look up at you eyes begging for you....and you oblige me, stroking yourself until your sweet hot cum sprays across my face. You keep pumping, spurting across my breasts...I open my mouth and suck you deep as you shoot the the last of your load. Then I sat back and admired her body. She was a petite but fit woman in her early thirties. Her feet were small but cute and cared for , long tanned legs , smooth shaved groin , her skin was silky smooth with a medium tan. Her flat abdomen was perfect along with her firm c-cup breasts that were topped by pencil eraser sized hard nipples. Her neck was long and supple with an oval head atop it. Her face was beyond pretty with a wide mouth with lines on each side when she smiled. Her face was thin. I took one look at the human traffic jam at the arena gates and decided to stay put and wait out the crowd. As the crowd thinned, I noticed the blanket of red plastic cups and other rubbish that had been discarded all over the grassy arena. Still buzzed with energy from the set, I decided I may as well pick up some of the rubbish – I had no chance of fitting into the first few shuttle busses back to the festival campground anyway. I found myself in a world of my own as I hummed to the beat of.