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"Wow, umm why is he not wearing anything?" Karen asked, staring at the red faced boy.Meredith ignored the question and continued the introduction, "Jim, these girls are at the place on our left with some of their friends for spring break, like you. Emily, how old did you say you are?" Sixteen," she said, finally breaking off her gaze on Jim's cock, "both of us are." So same age as you, right, Jim?" Lilly observed."No, I'm seventeen," he said in a hoarse voice as a result from not swallowing in a while."Well, nice to meet you, Jim, " Sarah said as she put her hand out for him to shake. Jim shaked the two girls' hands, noticing Emily's confidence and Karen's shyness. He could not decide which characteristic he hated most. Everyone eventually settled in the living room where they talked and made plans for the week. Jim was understandably shaken by two girls younger then him being there, and when lunch came up he almost burst in anger at the news that they were invited and were. Every time Jacki and Beth tugged on the leashes, they pulled on Marion and Debbie's nipples and cunt lips."Mistress welcomes you, and would like for you to take your slaves into the dungeon, then dinner will be served," Denise announced. She then turned in her seductive French Maid outfit and began walking back into Sara's house. Beth and Jacki each gave their leashes a hard tug, and followed Denise into the house. Just as the pain from the tug was shooting through her pussy lips, she felt Ron's tongue on her slit. She suddenly was awakened by her subby hubby."Mistress, it's time for you to get ready for breakfast. You told me to make sure that you did not miss breakfast, for you did not want to miss the special entertainment this morning." Then, Debbie remembered last night, and that Marion was now an "Anything Goes" slave. She looked to the bunk that Marion had been sharing in their bungalow, and saw that it was totally empty."Where's Bill?" Debbie asked Ron. "Sara came and got him.
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He lifted a hand and my mouth opened automatically, allowing him to remove the panties with ease, no threat of teeth this time. He casually dropped them on the floor. “Who's in charge?” My mouth opened to answer his question, but no words would come, I just couldn't bring myself to say it. I tried to say I was in charge instead, but those words wouldn't come either. We just stared at each other for a minute, the silence punctuated by my heavy breathing. He chuckled, “I see you're having difficulty speaking again. Maybe I should release your hands, we could have them point to who's in charge. We both know how well that worked last time.” I mumbled incoherently, it was so hard to think straight. “I didn't quite catch that.” I scowled at him, my annoyance making it easier to think. “What makes you think I won't use them against you?” His eyes sparkled, “I know how weak your arms get when you see me, fucktoy.” I shivered in response and he laughed, my mind quickly fogged over again. I.

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