"I'll see you for dinner. I-I can't deal with this right now." Megan started to follow Jessie and was met with a hard glare that withered her. "I'll see you later," Jessie said with an air of finality. Leah found him in a study room on the opposite side of high heels her floor. He was a pudgy, nonde*********** Slave boy of about twenty. While Leah had seen him before, she didn't know his name. It didn't matter. What mattered was that the guy was alone in a mostly abandoned dormitory. This the inner voice assured Leah. She slipped into the seat beside the guy and waited for her body to do the trick. The girl was dressed in the sluttiest outfit she had, a low cut tank top that ended above her belly button and a pair of spandex dance shorts. With her enhanced curves, nothing was left to the imagination. The guy looked up with a start and his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. His gaze was fixed on Leah's chest. She did not give him much time to stare, however. Leah lunged forward and pulled the boy into a wet, sloppy kiss. Leah felt him pull away, but she persisted, yanking him into her embrace once more. Drawing on the newfound energy within, it was easy to jerk the boy into her BDSM grasp. At Bondage first, it was awkward-Leah sloppily lapping at the guy's mouth as he desperately tried to get away-but second by second, the boy's resolve started to fade. Leah could sense the growing arousal inside the boy. She femdom knew he found her attractive. Now that BDSM she was all dressed, it was time to head to the theater. “Savannah…” I started in. “If you lower yourself down another inch, there is no going back. Other life Gina thought how strange that sounded now. Shannon whispered as she caressed Molly's hair. She looked at the drawn breasts, admiring how bouncy and soft femdom they looked...someday she Bondage hoped to have some like that girl's, her own were still just little buds on her chest...but she still loved showing off her cute bras to her father. We took turns kissing and sucking each others breasts. Like an idiot, I laugh at the pun; A few tears going down her face. With each bucking of her hips, Kara would cry out, and her twat would convulse around my fluttering tongue. Pleas my love and my friend i have to hear from you or something about you to keep me motivated. “Why am I doing this, Dad?” she asked as she unzipped my hands. "Well you're gonna be out there with your tits pushed up and some cleavage showing, tight ass jeans and some slutty make up ... do your thing and some guy will be all over you." I was in shock. Then he grabbed the back of her high heels head and tucked her into his shoulder to help her brace for the impending crash. I groaned as he stretched my ring with a very thick if not long cock. > He is oiling my groin. No one actually said anything to her, but she got plenty of stares. I was lost in it, left to Slave mindlessly follow her lead as she guided me through the annals of her lust, her flavor drenching my palate, melting me. As she lured me back into her mouth, and I felt her lips crease into a grin, I realized my error. My pussy clenched as she blew me, her blonde hair spilling about her face. Her short, red hair bounced about her mischievous face as she darted towards me. I turned as she threw her arms around my neck. I immediately jumped up and said "What the fuck, Rusty" The master’s said this will be like holding an MMA event at their club, they would love to see this Bitch put in her place, I said she will be naked at my feet when I am done. x x x x x x She told me that when I am bending over the box, my ass was on display. Now let's go back to yours and no more funny business." I keep licking it. I’ll call on up. Her abs contracting hard enough to actually to cause her back to arch up as well before relaxing back into the bed.