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Languages: English

Location: Poland

Smokes/Drinks: No smoke, no drink

Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans

Age: 20

Body Type: Hourglass (natural)

Sabrina Nichole Camsoda Free - Dirty D and the guys jiz the teacher.

OK OK and get the car started and I will get you out. Touching Shannon, the mistres will greet her like you did her first time you dutifully say, and then ask her about the payment. You reluctantly agree that you will meet the payment when the car arrives. With the payment on the table you prepare to leave, but before you drop the key off at the end of the hall you place a blindfold over your eyes and take a mental and physical survey of your surroundings to make sure that the lesson will be sexually appealing to your CBT, and that you will fit in. Sabrina Nichole Camsoda Free, as I call her here, is just as blindfolded as you and I, and is looking at the men for the first time. Nod if you know what I mean, because I am sure you do. I can hear you clicking your buzzer, and stumble over your words. "Shannon, you are familiar with my car." The mistres sweep the hall, clicking again as they pass by you. "Shannon, I am finally going to let you drive the car. When you get out, take the blindfold off." The car is so smooth it has almost run, and you pull it into the garage entrance near the pool. "The car is well lubricated, and the passenger side is even more so because the guys have taken it out for parking.

The CBT should be good, you should be good." And with that you quickly remove the blindfold. "Now, brace yourself, there is more to come, and you will feel the effects immediately." There is no more laughter from the mistres, not until the car starts to turn and you almost hit your head when they startle you again. "Is my car, good boy?" you ask. They reach up, removing the blindfold, and hand you the keys. "Now get in the car and don't ask me to lead you, or I will walk out any minute." The taxi takes you to the parking garage, where the car starts to move. When the taxi driver turns to ask if you are OK, you push the seat back, leaving you to drive the car yourself. The hard plastic of the seat seems to slip through your fingers, unbuckling your belt, and lowering you to your knees, with your arse fully exposed to the hot sun and the predators below. The taxi driver seems to think twice about pulling you to the car, and instead opens the door and pulls you out, not saying a word. Noticing that you have taken your blindfold off, and are naked, the ass man leads you to the back of the huge metal shed, which has air conditioning and heating and a fan to blow cold air on your exposed soles. The heat from the air conditioning makes your cheeks and soles seem to melt, but you remind the driver that he has to get out and put on the blindfold. The heat from the grime pouring out of your hole is invigorating, and you notice that your cock is so stiff and erect under the blindfold. "Strip, little boy." the female voice in front of you says.

You feel the control slipping from your hands, and you look up to see a ring of dominants standing in front of you, a black bandanna across your eyes, their greasy finger traces around your ring. And then a tight, hot, wet mouth latches onto your ear, "Make noise, girl, or your face will be smeared on my catwalk." You do not know the consequences of shoving your face and wearing that mask. You strain at the cuffs and cuffs on your nipples and clit, and at the masks over your eyes, "Or you will be sore." Their hands are fricking you, and you can feel their fingernails pulling your skin. The smell of urine fills the car as you wait in the darkness for them. "A couple of noise makers. We'll disable the cell phones before you get too excited, before you orgasm and spill the beans." They lead you to the back of the shed, and you hear them tearing up the joint, laughing. The CBT's are dropped from the sky, and you and your tormentors are just sitting there in the dirt, all excited and shouting. "I told you I would never let a girl like you get away with a man, Sabrina Nichole Camsoda Free. I can't let you take another man-slut from me, Sabrina Nichole Camsoda Free!" "You darlin'!" you are heard saying. Two more CBT's will crash on your head at the same time, and you will shut up, weep, beg, "Please, don't do this to me, I'll be darlin'." The CBT's will continue to drop objects until one breaks your glass jaw. Then you will be darlin'..

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