I could taste something very sweet with an overtaste of oranges and lime. I could also vaguely taste something like rum and over all of it was the taste of Coca Cola. “Wow!” I said as I got my breath back. teen “So that’s a Long Island Iced Tea.” I smiled at Shelly and said, “I may have found a new favorite drink.” “We’ll have to order those first next time we come here,” she replied. I just closed my mouth over the straw and sucked in another mouthful of my drink. Then a loud moan from on stage, followed immediately by an even louder bell caught my attention. When I looked up, the last Mistress was thrashing on the divan with her legs wrapped around the sissy’s head. There were still eleven seconds left on the clock. “It looks like slut-slave wendy has won the right for release and relief,” the Head Mistress announced loudly. She clapped her hands and the twelve women left the stage. I noticed that Margi, Suck who had been number eleven, wasn’t walking very straight as she came back to the table. She sat down without putting her pants back on and downed about half of her tea. “That sissy has been well-trained,” she said firmly before taking another huge gulp of the drink. Meanwhile, the stagehands were wheeling what looked like a portion of a huge barrel onto the stage. “We keep this in back for times such as this,” the Head Mistress explained as she pointed at the device which, now that it was in place, looked more like the rounded roof of a small shed. Mistress Abigail had joined her on stage. She pointed to the ground at her feet and wendy scurried over and knelt there. “Stand up and I will prepare you,” she said firmly and wendy jumped to her feet. Mistress Abigail turned wendy so she was facing away from her and began loosening the corset. Once it was totally loose, she pushed downward on it and the entire dress fell to the ground. “Step out,” she ordered and wendy did so. Wendy was now standing naked on the stage. I was surprised that her breasts were real, but all that sucking takes is hormone pills. Her hips were slightly rounded and from the back she looked like a teenaged girl, but that illusion was shattered when she turned around. Her penis, which was now clearly visible, was enlarging and straining against the chastity device which had it tightly contained. Mistress Abigail tapped the plastic with the tips of her fingers and said smartly, “That comes off last. Now lay over the stretcher frame.” Wendy walked over to the rounded device and lay over it on 18yo her back. It was slightly wider than she was and long enough so that her feet young and hands– when she stretched them out– were well within its length. As I get back to my feet Palonae is kicking wildly, thrashing and rubbing her silken perfect thighs together to try and dislodge the invader. I ask Abby. When I told Chris that I was ready for him to begin thrusting, he started to gently move his dick all around inside me, and also to slowly pull it outward and then slide it back inward again. I stood up slowly, expecting it to hurt both physically young and internally, but it didn't. The term "hyper sexual behavior" kept buzzing in my sucking head. “And you’re not? But Rogue again sure of this bitches readiness, greedily and enthusiastically mounts her. After pulling her top to the side, I reached down and pulled the gusset of her bottoms out and rubbed my hand over her pussy. “1, 2… 3!’ She sauntered to a small side room where there was a conference table, good for group meetings. Manya nodded with a twinkle in her eyes and Abdul read out the measurement for his dazed son to jot down. It would be great if they are the couple we have been looking for. Makes me feel like a slut.” With that she slid into her baggy pants, her pussy still dripping from our fucking. Harry would be Suck up there and maybe Uncle JC. Another wave was coming...she had taken health class, so she teen 18yo knew that if she orgasmed with all that seed inside her, then that would give her the best chance at getting her cheerleading rival knocked up. He asked me. I thought for a bit and said "I take super long showers so you should definitely go first unless you want to shower with cold water." Then it was just a matter of finding the same spot again, relaxing, and firing. I shuddered, my face contorting with bliss. On arrival Brad greeted me dressed in casual clothes.