...you'll expose them and let anyone we say pull at them, suck on them, pinch them, hurt them, slap them...anything we say, you'll do it...just to get fucked. You can't help it, you just need it soooo bad!" Pauline was hunching more strongly now, her pubic mound rising and falling with regularity, her clipped open cunt glistening with wetness as we breathed the nasty words to her in a continuous stream. She grunted affirmative answers to us through the gag, needing to please us by admitting all the filthy things we were accusing her of, needing to do whatever it was we wanted her to do so that she could have those dicks inside her. There was a knock at the door. "Hi Cindy!", I said cheerily as I opened the door. Master Charles had left Pauline panting on the bed and was tucking his hard dick back into his pants. "You look lovely! I'm so glad you could come over." Turning to Master Charles I introduced him to Cindy. "Master Charles, this is Cindy. She is the little bi-slut whore who watched Pauline fingering herself in the ladies room." I saw Pauline's head jerk tightly to the right, as if she was trying to somehow see who it was who had seen her doing such a nasty thing. "Hello Cindy, and welcome. |