Just as her face went blue and her eyes started to cross, Master finally pulled out of Megan’s mouth and allowed her to catch some air. “Hope you enjoyed that Kitten.” He said. “Plenty more where that came from.” She hyperventilated too hard to even notice the cobweb of semen and drool hanging between her lips and his cock, let alone his words. “Shall we get to the fun part?” Katelyn suggested. Besides the orgasm the girl had given her, watching Master fuck her helpless mouth was making her wet again and she couldn’t wait to commence the torture. “Sure, but I have to piss and wash up first. Do me a favor, clean her up.” He tossed a pack of wet wipes and she rose to get to work on Megan, but not before rummaging through Master’s goodie bag to decide what kind of gag she wanted to have her wear. Katelyn loved a simple bandana cleave for everyday use, but Megan was about to be screaming her head off and they needed a more effective way of keeping her quiet. She was considering another ball gag until she came across a roll of sports tape and thought ‘bingo’. Megan hung her head as low as the tethered collar would allow, which wasn’t much. Taking a seat on the ottoman’s edge, Katelyn dabbed the sticky fluids off her face with one of the towelettes, then scrubbed her chin, nose, cheeks and gaping lips with another. She made no sounds except for the occasional sniffle, and stared off into the corner until her captor started addressing her and she looked her cum in the eye, knowing she couldn’t risk another punishment. “So,” Katelyn began, “I take it this isn’t how you expected your weekend to turn out?” “Nuh, ihhstress.” She said weakly. “No one ever does.” She chuckled. “I don’t think Austin did, either, but he’s coming along nicely.” Megan whined and hung her head again. “Don’t worry, kitten, I would never do any permanent damage to a cutie like him. Not where it matters, at least.” Katelyn undid the straps to her gag, plucked the ring out and applied one finger to the base of her jaw to steer her head back up. “Look at me.” threesome She lay one strip of cloth on top of her thigh and began japan folding it. “Your life will be a lot easier oral from now on if you just behave. It’ll never be perfect or even pleasant, mind you, but there are little things we can do to make it a bit more comfortable. Or painful, as you’re about to see. Open up.” Katelyn crammed the thick square of cloth into Megan’s mouth, ensuring that the flat edges went in first so she wouldn’t choke on it, and continued her lecture. “Gabby’s having a hard time adjusting, too, being the spoiled little shit she is.” It was true. Her best friend was sweet and loyal, but never worked a day in her life and had spent nineteen years being waited on hand and foot. “But I think we’ll break her eventually. I could have a lot of fun disciplining that gorgeous body of hers, if only Chris and Sully weren’t so greedy with it.” Katelyn peeled the first corner of tape from the roll and pressed it over Megan’s closed lips, then brushed her hair out of the way and wound it around her head three times. “Speaking of gorgeous bodies,” She cupped Megan’s right breast and tickled the fabric of her t-shirt with the other hand, “it’s too bad Master had to put this chastity belt on you. We had so much fun yesterday when it was just those cute, plaid shorts of yours.” Megan stiffened her torso as her captor groped it and gazed lustfully at her. The woman was slightly older, late 20’s it appeared, and well-dressed in a way that would make you think she was a chic lawyer, not a professional slaver. She had orange-red hair fashioned into a messy bun and a stunningly symmetrical blowjob face that easily charmed people, but now appeared intimidating to Megan. She was surprisingly strong, too; able to wrangle and hold the slaves almost as well as her male colleagues, though her body didn’t seem bulky, just athletic. Katelyn took her hands off once Master came out from the bathroom and leaned in to whisper: “Don’t worry. As I watched her licking the shaft of my erection she asked “You want me to send that to you?” I fucking near came again when she asked that. “The hard part’s over, Elena. She couldn’t ever remember being this turned on from foreplay before. I, uh... my boyfriend...” Brick leaned back in his chair, “I can't help you if you don't tell me the truth.” Enjoying the rush of sexual energy, but not wanting to go too far, he pulled out momentarily and let his beautiful professor rest. Anael's tongue danced around it, caressing me, sending such rapture through me. Her delicate fingers kneaded my balls. He’s on a 90-day visa, so he can’t stay longer. I should sleep. Could I succumb fully to the lecherous creature as she had? 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