I told her (Becky) that I didn’t Suck have any thongs but that it didn’t matter, I’d get painted totally naked. When it came to the appointed Saturday morning Ethan came to the Art classroom with me but he was turned away. Becky told him that it was Art students and models only; that he would have to go and watch the football competition. In the classroom I saw 4 other girls wearing only thongs. All were in various stages of getting painted. We got painted by both girls and boys, each doing part of the outfit. I was pleased that it was a boy painting the shorts on me; I got quite turned-on as his brush tickled my pussy. When I was ‘done’ I looked at myself in the mirror. I was really impressed; the top domina had 4 colours and a badge just above my left breast. It really did look good; just like I had some tight, lycra sports gear on. I looked round at the other girls that had / were being painted. They looked good as well but I could see where their thongs were which made me feel good. I smiled to myself as I thought that they looked like they had a sort of VPL; something I would never have – thankfully. When we were all done, the sort of team manager called us all together and inspected us all. Then she praised the students before telling them that they were all invited to come along with the ‘team’ to watch the games. She asked a couple of the students to bring along the paints just in case they had to do a bit of paint perverted patching. I’d been expecting the games to be in the university sports centre and I was a little surprised when we were all bizarre led off campus and to a public sports centre. One of the girls wasn’t too happy about it being such a public place but the rest of us convinced her to imaging that they were on a beach on their holidays. One even said, “You think that you’ve got problems, what about poor Sophie, she hasn’t even got a thong on.” When we got to the sports centre we all got plenty of attention from the guys in the other teams. Becky, our team ‘manager’, asked us if any of us had ever played football before, I was very surprised that the others all had. Because I was the only one who hadn’t played before they allocated me fetish the job of goalkeeper and Becky told me what I had to do. She told me it would probably be best if I half squat when the other team are about to shoot. She said that I’d have more chance of getting the ball if I had my knees bent ready to go whichever way that I needed to. The first time that I bent my knees I felt the fresh air on my spread pussy. With those athletic guys running around in front of me I just knew that I was going to get turned-on. I wondered if they’d be able to see my pink clit sticking out of the black paint shorts from the angle that they were at. I think that it’s fair to say that I was hopeless in goal, but we didn’t lose by many goals. “Ye sure about that?” When we'd both recovered, I managed to form some words, although less eloquently than I'd planned. It’s built into the hill—you already know that you have to walk up to get to the front door. Liam said willingly. “Tell me you know that, somewhere deep down.” “In intelligence sometimes we have to set aside personal dignity for the good of Gaianesia.” “I give her handjobs and blowjobs. “No Sir” she automatically said without thought. I texted Suck her that you took my cherry, Daddy!” We could get to touch each other properly then, I’m getting all tingly just thinking about it, especially if we can get our own big cocks by then. The heat from the candles, as well as the stress of the perverted situation, was doing it's job. I moved my hips back and forth feeling Cora's lips slipping around my shaft as I pull it back and forward a few times. As we got ourselves ready, I resisted the urge to ask if she enjoyed her massage as I was sure my face would reveal that I knew what happened. I never got the experience of having another man before we were married, you know…. “And no visiting bizarre Rosemary to satiate it tonight,” Dona said, a naughty twinkle in her eyes. “Im sorry!” When the pain got too much for me I pulled the hose out and the water that was inside me domina came rushing out. When they get back to the front, their mages can reattach them.” She admitted being distracted when fetish her son dropped his drink in the back of the van and wanted to get out of his seat to get it.