He was a fairly muscular man of about six feet, with sandy brown hair and a square face that helped him qualify as exceptionally attractive in the everyday world, young though the enslaved 19 yo people exposed to his true personality would have begged to differ. “It’s nice to see you’re learning, kitten.” He said upon 18 yo surveying the room. “Certainly much better behaved than you were yesterday, aren’t you?” “Yecchh ayyee.” Her best attempt at ‘Yes, Daddy’ was rendered unintelligible by the gag, but sufficient for Master. “Maybe it’s time for your treat.” Megan’s stomach turned at the thought of what that could mean. The man smirked, recognizing the disgust in her expression, and nudged her to face the mirror. “But first, there’s just more thing…” He rubbed her shoulders for a minute then, maintaining a grip on her right arm, stroked her thick black hair and tucked it behind her ears with the other hand. She stood stone still and kept her composure, as much as teens she hated this sudden, bizarre gesture of affection. “I thought this’d be a cute piece to go along with your new persona.” teen He presented her with a hair band, only this was a custom one: pink-and-black cat ears made of felt adorned the top. She cringed and met his gaze in the reflection, as if to ask “Seriously?” “Just try it on.” He said. “You need to keep your hair out of your face, anyway.” She lifted her face teens and kissed me. He turned the camera off and went to put it back in the case. She looks at me and says, "You know, you'd be more comfortable with your panties off." Her pussy lips were strung together with liquid webs that stretched teen and snapped with her parting cheeks. He'd never been forced into a state of unconsciousness like this. A voice from within preached my carnal desires to me. The voice had the tenor of my own, but rang through my head with a foreign seductive undertone. I caressed her hot flesh. I set the chisel down, enchanted by Carsina's pussy juices, on the table with the other tools. 18 yo But, I am naturally young very enthused about that part of life and more than a bit adventurous, too. Shelby shook her head as she opened her mouth to talk then stopped, rethinking what she was going to say. Vanessa's tongue swirled around inside of me. She stroked my inner flesh. When the last cow was milked I looked closer at the teat cups and wondered what it would be like to have them stuck on the end of my tits. My chest heaves with sobs, and tears run openly down my cheeks, falling onto the silken material of my wrap where it protrudes over my breasts. The stars blazed clear above me, wheeling across the sky, the crescent moon rising towards a zenith. “Good, I’m starving.” I replied. How are you?” “Thank you, Your Holiness.” Freydis said quietly ahead of us, not turning around. She nibbled across to my other tit, climbing it, my left nipple aching in anticipation. It was her way of showing her sub that she only fucked real strong men. I knew it was now easy for them to track me. I 19 yo knew I invited hell load of a problem.