Maybe they did. Some stared at me and Valeria and those people made my pussy even wetter. I saw a couple of young men a few times and wondered if they were going in circles just to get another look at me. Then my egg burst into life with a sudden blast then settled into a steady fast vibration. I just knew that my arousal would turn into an Hardcore orgasm quite soon. I knew that I was about to orgasm in front of lots of people and that thought made the inevitable happen even quicker. When it hit me I had to stop the slow walking and I felt a tug on the leash. Valeria turned and looked at me then said. “Oh look, my whore is having an orgasm in front of all these people.” She said it quite loudly and that made a few people turn; even stop walking, and stare at me. This was different to being naked as part of a sex show, different to being naked on a beach where people were expecting to see a naked girl. They weren’t expecting to see a naked girl having an orgasm at a hippy market. I was so embarrassed, so humiliated; yet so turned on. People could see my tits and pussy and I could do nothing to cover them. Not that I wanted to; my feet were about shoulder width apart and I could feel my juices leaking out and, in spite of the heat, running down the insides of my thighs. In the few seconds that my brain could think I was soo happy. I wanted those seconds to last forever. Of course, they didn’t and as soon as Valeria saw that I was getting control of my body again, she pulled on the leash saying, “Stop cumming slave, stop wasting my time and get a move on.” My ball gag wouldn’t let me respond; all I could do was to start walking again. Valeria led me to a stall that sold drinks and she told me to sit on a little wall whilst she got herself a drink. As I lowered myself I lost my balance and sort of fell onto the pavement. Unsurprisingly, when I think about it, I struggled to get up and to sit on the wall. When I was sat, Valeria used her feet to push my feet apart revealing all of my wet, shiny, swollen, bald little pussy to everyone who passed by; BDSM or in a couple of cases, stopped and stared at me. Valeria stood away from me, slowly drinking whilst Alejandro continued recording both me and the young men who’d stopped to stare at me. Then I saw Maria walk up to Alejandro and get a phone out. The fast vibrations of my egg got supplemented by a series of electric shocks and I started orgasming almost instantly. fetish How I didn’t fall over, or off domination the little wall, I will never know, but my little body was jerking about and muffled groans and swear words came out of my head. I could feel sweat creeping down my body and I later saw that a little puddle of my pussy juices on the ground below my pussy was forming. The electric shocks seemed to go on for ever, and as a consequence, my orgasms kept spanking cumming and cumming. From now on you have to earn privilege to sleep on bed. He had been reluctant to grant her this weekend of use, abuse and pleasure. They had obstinately clung to their animal instincts domination as long as they could, but even with a fire burning in the woodstove, the slightest draft made them shiver. You deserve me not him! "Would you like to touch my pussy, John?" Far from it. A shrill BDSM squeal was released, its pitch high enough to wake up Sonja. Ok, let’s see what we can find,” Jerome muttered. Hard, really hard,” she tells me. I ask, keeping up the pretense. His voice was proud and convincing, but I didn’t believe him. There was nothing wrong with that. It’s time to do it, isn’t it?” Dee asked in a timid voice now when she noticed I was standing completely nude with a raging fetish hard on clear even in the dim light. I...” Mr. Armstrong said. “Correcting my mistake.” Freydis spat, knees bending and fists raising. We drive home, all of us are amped up on the spanking adrenaline from shooting the cartel members. She wanted to find out how much he knew about sex and whether she Hardcore knew as much. instead.