She grimaced as he stuck the needle in her ass cheek and injected the concoction. “This is slower acting, but the effects will be steady.” He said as he Hairy injected it all into the meat of her ass “It’s good for 3 months, bring her in then for a top up.” “Haha I wish, we only have her for 2 weeks bud remember!” Mr. Dudley exclaimed. “We’ll see about that boys.” He grinned devilishly. He reached for a band-aid that ironically had Hardcore a yellow smiley face on it. He stuck it on her ass where he had injected her. I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Next, your slut will need to eat at some time. You want to make sure you give her the most optimum feed possible, to keep her looking her best.” He bent down and pulled a heavy bag up from a cabinet under the counted. asian On it was the label ‘Whore chow’ with an animated pin up style picture of a busty babe on a leash eating out of a dog bowl. I couldn’t help but laugh. Did this psycho really brand this stuff? He must be selling it to a large client base somewhere.. “This gents, is the optimum nutrition in the form of a liquid feast to keep sluts looking their best.” He opened the bag. It looked like liquid poop and smelled awful. “This is protein rich, fiber rich and high in unsaturated fats. It tastes like shit of course, but who cares, this will keep your girl looking her best. Give her a bowl full of this a day for minimum calorie requirements” he said as he put the bag on the counter and pulled out a steel dogbowl and put it beside it. Vlad and I looked at eachother. Did this guy pull out a dogbowl? I couldn’t help but get a bit turned on by the thought of Kayleigh, once my japanese ruthless tormentor, being reduced to eating this food that looked like shit out of a doggie bowl. “What I’ve ball licking given her so far is a good starter pack. It’ll keep her relaxed and horny for you guys. It’ll also keep her body looking perfect, and probably even improve it.” “Now we need to make sure she knows she’s your property.” He continued to reach into his seemingly never ending supply of goodies. He pulled out a black leather strap with steel struts designed in to it. “This is your standard slut collar, of course.” He snapped the strap “Only the best quality. She should wear this at all times. I could feel the pressure building. “Please turn it off.” Mom says. A pleasing grip toyed on the swelling in my jeans from his other. “Maybe if you weren’t an idiot, you’d see reason.” Nicole complained as she flopped down on top of Phil’s bed. Zoe came to her senses and released me, turning to look up at me with a victorious glint in her eye. I loved having orgies in my dorm rooms, fucking any woman who wanted it, watching everyone else writhing around me. I didn't mind any guys that wanted to join the fun. The kneading Hardcore continued and Manya got wetter and wetter. Replacing the bottle she turned around, standing fully naked before the mens' gaze as they stroked their hard shafts and caressed the tightening ballsacks. Wide-eyed and panting with arousal, Carissa watched enviously as he stabbed hard flesh deep into the warm bowels, growling and ball licking grimacing at the tightness. “Yes” he said. “What? Surely he wouldn’t be suspicious. There was now just a big tent in my boxer briefs, which did significantly less to conceal the exact anatomy of my very hard dick. His cock still twitched as he took in every move she made. It grew larger and larger as we hurtled closer on the pegasi. My own mother was giving me a rim job as she jerked me off. “I am so glad to hear that from my loving Daddy. And neither did the contestants. I held out my hands, palms up, and empty. She liked how it felt in her hand. At first, I just sat in the singlewide combing through ads in search of work, but soon I felt restless and pinned in behind these thin compressed walls. Ace started. “You’re beautiful,” I offered her a smile, but kept my eyes forward, japanese “but I need to concentrate.” At least I wouldn’t get humiliated there. Despite their wideness, the holes weren't big enough for her to fit through easily, and she had to knead the full, Hairy firm flesh through, pushing it through with her fingers until finally her chest was pressed directly against the leather-lined holes. Somewhere along the way, I felt fingers working the clasp and zipper of the skirt. Again she had forgotten asian about the compulsion to use the word master.