After almost a minute, her body started shivering and shook violently. I kept licking her pussy as it was time for her orgasm. For a moment,I closed m...y eyes and then I felt sort of boiling water thrown on my face. It was her squirting on my face. I licked the slimy liquid from the sides of my face and again started licking her. This time she protested as it seems she was eager to take my cock inside. But I wanted her to come again and so I forced her in the same position and kept licking her. " Masters let me go but i kept humping for a few moments and Masters laughed and called me a a slut and a whore. I felt so humilatied and violated. Masters would not leave me alone the whole way there. Master Malcomb pulled out a dog collar and put on me and the Master up front put a couple of clothespins on my tits and i moaned in pain and humiation. Masters had me and there was not much I could do. I was their slave toy and had to obey. When we got to the house i was so drunk i could not. " She squeezed the hand. "He wants to see me again and he kept offering me money as if I were a whore... am I a whore Andy?"I sipped my scotch, "A lot of people would probably call you that but I don't think of you that way." I thought for a second, "Actually, maybe I do think you're a whore but... not in a bad way. Maybe that word itself gets a bad reputation. What's so bad about enjoying sex?" I held out my arms and she came onto my lap. "Do you want to be my little whore?"She kissed me. She had tantalizing long legs and wore extremely thin nylons to cover them and heels with virtually no height so she wouldn't seem to tall.The other, Kathy C., was about the same age though a bit smaller but compensated for this by wearing high heels so she stood nearly as tall as the other one. She had long hair, which she wore in a ponytail that reached down to her shoulder blades and blue eyes. Her breasts were a bit bigger than those of her brown-haired colleague but she wore the same size.