This legal state replaced the guardianship of my uncle, who never did anything in this quality, except drinking my support money and whipping me with ...his belt. Mr Hagarch signed a document of the wardship council, whipped my naked body severely in front of the council to prove that he was really my master, and now i am his slave for life. In spite of being a major by age, I was not asked. I can see that asking a slave about her state wouldn't make any sense. It is not a slavegirl's job to make. I walk to the head of the table where you are hanging and put my dick back in your mouth. I start to roughly fuck your mouth, until it become your throat.Your tits bounce on the rhythm of my pounding. A sight to behold!It's clear that you haven't been roughed up like this for a long time. That's probably the reason you decided to cheat on your husband with me anyway.But that's none of my concern. I just want to cum on and in you over and over again.I pull my dick out of your throat and hear you. .. later." Wha-what do you want?" I asked, my body trembled and I prayed he was serious about not hurting me."I told you Zeela Peterson, I'm here to fulfill your darkest fantasies."One of his hands began to caress my arm gently as I asked, "How ... how do ... do you ... how do you know..." I have my ways," he said, his hand brushed my hip and his foot pushed my legs apart. "But if you'd rather I stopped, then wait until the lights come back on and promise you won't call the cops and you'll. Through the gaps in the wooden door, she could see that their "Cock Club" was just that! One after another the boys would stand up in front on the group, say something "nasty" whether it was the name for a body part or some physical action, pull down their pants, and expose themselves to the group. Angie took a deep breath, then pulled the door of the clubhouse open and marched inside. Steve spouted, "I told you that you can't be here. You don't have a cock and this is the Cock Club!" Angie.