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Not knowing what to say, I decided to say nothing. “Hey, white boy, what’s going on here?” “Sir, I woke up here like this, chained and naked a while ago after some guy slapped me around.and left me here,” I stammered, “I never saw him before in my life.” fat I was feeling enough humiliation and shame from the way ‘Master’ had slapped me around and used me that I did not mention the forced throating and ass-rape, I didn’t want to give him any ideas.. “I was freezing so I put mature on the dress trying to get warm, but when I started getting chilled again, I laid down in the bed to get warm. “What did the guy look like?” I described, ‘Master’ and he frowned. “Do you know a pair of twins about your age?” “Yes, sir.” “Where you with them before you blacked out?” “Yes, sir.” “Did the other guy make you suck his dick?” I nodded and started amateur to quiver a little, the trauma of the experience finally getting to me. “Did he, did he fuck your ass?” With that I broke down and started sobbing. To my surprise, he grasped my shoulders in two strong hands and spoke softly and reassuringly. “Are you hurt?” “Not really.” Just then, Master walked in scowling, he glared at me but spoke instead to the other man who was till comforting me. “Leon what did this pussy tell you?” “Nothing. What did you think he told me?” “About our first date. And how much he enjoyed it – I see he got dressed up for our second one.” I was too intimidated to say anything. Then ‘Master’ spoke to me, “Well, bitch, what do you have to say for yourself? Did you miss me? Do you have a taste for some more black cock?” “Master…” “You don’t have to call him Master, kid.” “Sir,” I said changing my attention to the man who had treated me better, “ he ordered me to call him ‘Master’ and slapped me around before.” “Don’t worry about that, I am not going to let him hurt you.” “Master,” I couldn’t help myself, I didn’t know what else to call him, “to be honest I didn’t mind the fucking, so much,” I didn’t bother to elaborate about how blowjob I liked to use a dildo in my ass when masturbating – I didn’t want to give him, either of them, actually, any indian ideas “I just didn’t like being hit and treated like a piece of meat.” “Be honest, Snowflake, you liked being treated like a piece of meat, you just didn’t like it being by a beautiful black man.” “That’s not true, sir.” “What, are you saying you liked my black dick?” I decided that honesty was the best tactic. “Yes, sir, I just didn’t like being roughed up and chained-up. I was scared, I am scared and I would like to get out of here. I want to go home.” “So you like my big black dick?”. I didn’t say anything. I think that we did a whole lot more than just doing it. My tongue lapped at her folds. IT'S LINSEY!!!" “You blowjob know I mature have to work tonight.” But indian she would have to beg for it. She was too exhausted to shake or shudder but she still pissed a little each time. "Well it does to me." Dan said. She shouldn't be showing. Neither, Brian guessed. She gave a satisfied look, clearly believing my story. “Oops, I forgot, the guys on holiday bought me a little remote controlled bullet and I put it in me this morning, it’s still there.” But it’s up to you, of course, Mistress.” I groaned, loving Courtney's small breasts amateur jiggling. “Hello Kitty, is what Mr. Chester saying OK with fat you?” I ask. Sam sided up to the trooper almost losing his temper.