Master had used the strap and cat on me. The sound of his grunts, my moans and the slaps against my skin were all that had filled the room last night.... When he was finished, he ran his hands over my punished back and moaned deep in his throat, pleased with his work. That guttural groan is one of the things I live for. I consulted Master’s instructions for what to wear to the salon. I slipped on the low-cut blouse and skirt he had indicated. I was late to my appointment. I sent a preemptive text. Anna grabbed the panties by the crotch and gave a hard pull, the sound of tearing fabric filled the room as Krista’s panties were torn from her cunt!Now Krista’s ass was sticking up in the air, an open invitation to the bull dyke, Anna. Standing up, Anna unzipped her jeans and dropped them to the floor. She wore a pair of men’s boxer shorts that hid her big strap on! When she took of her shorts, the big rubber pecker sprung out and now Gwen, a willing participant said, “Krista, she’s going to. I wanted to explode, but I just told him that he needed to get working on the situation and that I was ready to get back to work myself. He seemed a bit surprised by the quickness of my return to amateur porn and prostitution, but he didn’t ask any questions, since my regular sexual antics had allowed him to pay for his schooling and living expenses. I lit up another cig as I hung up my cell and tried to contemplate another idea. I got dressed and returned to Shawn’s place for another visit,. She knew Teresa had had some public dust ups with another local woman. Roxanne got on the phone and contacted her sources. She soon learned that Barbara Anderson was the woman with which Teresa had her problems. Unsure of Barbara's intentions, Roxanne prepared for anything. She obtained a copy of a video made at the local Community Theater a few years back. The video showed Teresa being divested of her black cocktail dress by the rising stage curtain and the subsequent catfight with Barbara..