She looked beautiful with her 5’1″ short and slightly plum figures, flawless milky complexion, huge bindi on her forehead and hair parting filled ...with sindoor. “What plans do you have for the day?” she asked as I entered her house.“Nothing, planning to get bored.”“Hmm, do you do anything else…other than getting bored?” with that she entered the kitchen to get parathas and pickles for us. I had not answered her question. She came back with plates and while placing them on table said,” you do. I reached for both leashes, Mistress's in my right hand, Baroness's in my left. i extended my hands upward to hand them over. Mistress took hers and Baroness took hers.Mistress jerked me up by the leash. "Come on slut, no time to waste. We have got to get you full of cock." "yes Mistress."we began making the short trip downstairs to Mistress's dungeon. as we walked, Baroness tugged at my leash. this hurt splendidly, and caused me to groan. Baroness only turned back and smiled when she heard. They drove quickly to some woods and Miss Jones soon realised that Sir expected her to empty his balls again. The benefits for him were increasing, would they for her?In the woods, Sir was even more dominant, thrusting his cock deep into her throat. He gripped her hair in two bunches, pulling her head forward and back, kept calling her Whore Tones (to rhyme with Miss Jones) and taunted her desperately rubbing her clit as he made her gag again and again.When Miss Jones swallowed Sir's cum, Sir. Since then, not a moment had passed when she wasn't exploring her new found sexual freedom. She woke up with Joe's cock in the crack of her ass, had Lucy's pussy for dessert after lunch, and shared them both after dinner.Rather than sate her, the exponential increase in her sex life just made her want more. No matter where she was or who she was with, she wanted sex. Her nipples throbbed, often poking out through the sheer silk bras that she wore. Her pussy twitched, like a runner's muscle that.