Trish crawled over to the closet and grabbed the mop and finished cleaning the floor. When she finished Karen called her into her bedroom. Here slut put these on, we're going out for some fun. Trish crawled over to the bed and looked at what Karen laid out for her. She dropped her head as sitting there was a crop top that she had not worn in at least six years. It was small on her then, Trish wondered if she could even fit in it now. To go with it was a pleated tartan skirt that looked like at school uniform skirt for an elementary school girl. It couldn't be more than twelve inches long. Sitting on the floor was a pair of four inch pumps. Normally they would look nice with an evening gown but with this skirt and top it was obscene. "Miss Karen, pov may I take a shower, girlfriend I'm covered in piss and smell." "Absolutely not, you've not earned any Hardcore rewards, now get dressed." After her punishment Trish had no resistance left and quickly dressed hoping to please her Mistress. As soon as she finished Karen pulled her to her feet and stood her in front of a shaved mirror. Trish groaned when she saw her reflection. Looking back at her was a slut. She didn't even recognize herself. Her tits were hanging out from the bottom of the too tight crop top. The tartan skirt that ended only an inch or so below her cunt completed the look. Her makeup was smeared and her hair was plastered to her face. She looked at Karen with pleading eyes praying she wouldn't take her out in amateur public. "God you're a mess, go in and fix your face and make sure it's slutty, I think I like this look on you." Trish nodded and walked to the bathroom to complete her task. Twenty minutes later they walked out the door and headed to Trish's car. She was trembling by the time she reached the driver's door. Her body wasn't aroused because of the massive orgasm, and Karen hadn't said much since, but she was frightened, as her Mistress was very cruel. The only good thing was that her core wasn't leaking and her head was clear. "Where are we going Miss Karen?" "I'm taking you to a friend house. I could hear the zooming of the cameras and knew that Michael was in control of them, trying to get the best view. "Can I try?" she asked. It looked like a dress store. There were about three hundred people living within the compound giving it a village spirit. He scooted forward to get a closer look and lessen the pressure on his balls. “Ooh, it's so beautiful amateur to watch, Mi-Suk,” my mom groaned. “Shoot,” I said, my clit-dick aching beneath my skirt. “I just can’t imagine someone like you not being in a relationship and you know…” Her eyes were closed as she endured the assault Hardcore with a quick intake of breath each time I plunged further in. I felt the head of my dick make contact with what ever is at the end of a woman's pussy. I grabbed her waist with one hand and my cock with the other, ready to make my entry. Entering the house via the backdoor I see my mom sitting at the kitchen table. I came back to Issy's apartment pov to grab the few things I left over here. Sight, sound, smells, taste. Are they sure? The music faded, and Audrey put her hands on shaved my chest, tickling. Her hymen tore with ease. This time though, all was quiet and it was motionless – or just drifting. She reached down between them and grabbed his cock. His hands were busy roaming over her body, head, neck, and back. She took the older woman's hand in hers, stroked it gently, frowning. I can’t believe they consider leaving me naked!” and she felt both guys holding her feet and taking of her tennis. To my surprise the man, Mike, is a very well built athletic lightly coloured black man at least fifteen years younger than us. Its like a nightmare but I'm awake... "Is that why girlfriend you are taking advantage of me" she asked. The distraction sent a great gush of cum blasting within her and she gasped. Mike and Tom got dressed and us girls stayed naked. I will decide where, how and when you and I are sexual. Now she was on top of him and he was still thrusting up at her but she pulled off of him with a disappointed groan, clambering away as best she could without hurting her ankle.