She softly patted tracy’s back for a while and then said, “Go to my room. I will be there shortly. We will see what kind of slave you are.” “Yes, Mistress,” tracy yelped as she jumped to her hard fuck feet and ran toward the cabin. Mistress Sam watched tracy disappear into the cabin and then said, “Mistress Cheryl, what you said about Mistress Tracy throwing the contest was obviously true. But you placed second in those same areas. That means that you, as slave cheryl, also threw the contest. Do you care to enlighten us?” “Yes,” Mistress Cheryl replied, “I threw the contest. And I maneuvered things in the first place so that the contest would happen and that I would end up asian totally shaved.” She paused and looked over Hardcore at holly and I still kneeling in the sand. “But I didn’t lose,” she said with a smile. Then she ran her hand over her very short, very black, very curly hair. “That black white girl I used to be, slave cheryl, lost.” Looking back at the Mistresses she continued, “I was always trying to fit into that white world... talk like them... straighten my hair so I looked more like them... all of that. But the best I could be was a black white girl.” Looking directly at Mistress Sam she said, “When you cut off my straight hair, slave cheryl died and Mistress Cheryl was born. It took me a little while to figure out how to come out of my cocoon, but the slave cheryl caterpillar has definitely turned into the Mistress Cheryl butterfly.” I know it was against all the rules... and maybe likely to get me punished, but I couldn’t help myself. I stood up and started clapping. Holly looked at me in shock, but then she also stood up and started clapping. So did puddy tat. I heard a low laugh and looked over at Mistress Gloria as she, too, started clapping. Mistress Sam shrugged and added her applause. “Welcome Mistress Cheryl,” she said anal over the sound of the clapping. “The butterfly has emerged.” END OF STORY Master had me wear some shorts, tee shirt and my sandals. He put a collar around my neck and on it was the word WHORE. He put my leather wrist and ankle cuffs on me and that was it. He clipped a leash to the collar and had me follow him to his car. This was at 7 in the morning. japanese I got in the car and we left. It took about 15 minutes to get to the ABS. Master grabbed the leash and led me inside. He told me that I had to pay the owner for the use of the theater today. I look at him quizzingly since I had no money on me, but it soon came to my attention how I was going to pay. I was led to the office and made to remove my clothes and hand them to master. I stood there naked when the door opened, and the owner walked in. “So, this is the slut that is going to use the theater today uh” he said. “Well I will enjoy his payment throughout the day.” I looked puzzledly at them and they both just laughed. At the table sat asian Katie and Aysel. I didn’t want to face the day. Awesome on paper. That was a first. I was japanese a little choked up. No skill, no challenge, no thrill. The toy had prepared her but his cock was still thicker Hardcore and as he entered her, she felt as if she was being ripped. She said, happily. Do you not see that these diversions are life, and that the path is death? You understand, whore?” My hips wiggled which rubbed my clit across Ji-Yun's lips. My dick throbbed. Sam's cheek rubbed against mine, so anal silky smooth. The guys sucked up a few beers and Sabrina would refill whenever she saw their beers getting low. “Argh!” he grunted, and withdrew again, only to pierce me once again. She said “actually I am a little tender” as she undid my hard fuck pants and began sucking my cock. Naci was screaming at the top of her voice as I started to lose consciousness. “Mistress,” Nathalie hissed.