I was taken off all personal belongings, leaving only a vibrator in my pussy and a cork in my ass.

- Straighten your clothes and go, bitch.

I was terribly ashamed of how Zhenya treats me with strangers. And who am I? A bitch is, if I allow myself to do so. And I can not afford. I have no choice. While I put myself in order, my owner makes some more purchases, then we leave the store. Moving a little in raskoryaku, otklyach ass and hanging his head going for him. I almost do not feel the vibrator as if it is not there, but the cork in the ass reminds me of every step. It seems there is no pain, so, light discomfort, feeling that you are plugged with a cork, a reminder that today you are a slut, a toy in other people's hands. We go to a cafe, eat. Because of a foreign object in the anus, it is not very comfortable to sit, I fidget, trying to give the body a position in which the cork will not interfere. Zhenya is watching me and smiling. Suddenly, as if tossed by a current, a toy suddenly starts to vibrate in me. What is the power - I cling to the chair so as not to move down to the floor. Sensations after a recent orgasm unusually sharp, and even reinforced with a cork, stretching the anus. I close my eyes and try to distract. But instead, on the contrary, I immerse myself even deeper into the vortex of sensations. The fact that at once in both my holes sex toys, one of them vibrates, transmitting the vibration, and the second, and my lover, or rather, the owner, we are in a crowded place, additionally excites. More than anything, I want to lose my clit now and finish. But do not give me to finish. Vibration suddenly disappears, and opening my eyes, I see a waiter near our table. Zhenya makes an order and the waiter evaporates. My tormentor is looking at me. I thought he would turn on the toy again, but no, instead he smiles again and asks a question:

- Long time you have not had so much sex?

I nod. Really. And the sharpness of sensations, and the duration of arousal this day, break all records. Damn, just a day, have passed since our acquaintance, and so many members have visited me, and not only members. How many times did I finish myself? In the train for the first time, the second time before the taxi driver, and the third - in the sex shop. Three orgasms per day, I don’t remember when it happened to me. And after all, damn it, I am excited by the new!

- I immediately told Eldar that you are our client. And he thought you would play, resist. And you are so submissive that even uninteresting. But never mind, we will see for these days how much this submission will come ... And you will be led. I promise you that you will leave us as a completely different person ...

After these words, Zhenya turned on the vibro-egg again, thereby dipping me into a new wave of excitement. However, besides this, I felt that I wanted small. And with every second this desire was growing, apparently affected by excitement. I opened my eyes. My torturer looked at me with interest, apparently the whole gamut of feelings I had was displayed on my face. How to contact him? By name? And suddenly get angry? Looking around and making sure that no one who could hear me - no, I decided not to tempt fate.

- Boss, I really need to go to the toilet ... For a little ...

I added that he did not think that I was going to jerk there or even run away.

- Let's go together...

He smiled. On the way, Zhenya went to the bartender and asked him to pour 100 grams of vodka into a 200-gram glass. And he took this glass with him. Accompanied by the astonished, and some places where obscenely interested views of the visitors and the staff, we both hid in the toilet. There were two well-kept booths. Or rather, a bathroom, because there were sinks and mirrors in the booths, as well as a common vestibule with two more sinks. And the sofa. I lifted my skirt, and Zhenya himself pulled a vibro-egg out of me. Then he said to sit on the toilet, and do what I came here for.However, as soon as I sat down, his protruding penis was in front of my face.

- Suck, you have five minutes to piss, otherwise you will do it right in the hall, at all.

Here I panicked. No, at first I reflexively obeyed the order, taking the half-standing member in my mouth, and tried to relax. But it was not there, although the bladder was full, but the piquancy of the situation did not allow focusing on peeing. The urinary sphincter could not relax, plus I had to work actively with the tongue and sponges, polishing Zhenin member. "Five minutes, you say?", I thought. A new plan has matured in my head, and I actively took up its execution. Forgetting about bursting urinary and the need to piss, I actively took up the penis. I probably never sucked so violently, with a purr, a smacking, helping myself with my hands. Left I massaged the testicles, right jerk the trunk. She (the cam) served as a limiter so that the head would not break into the mouth any further than necessary, and would not touch the teeth. And my wet saliva sponge and tongue - played the role of the vagina. Not a single man would have sustained such a pace for a long time, and a couple of minutes had not passed, as I felt my mouth fill with sperm. There were no orders, and I considered it best to swallow a tart-salty lump, and then lick the member clean.

- Well done. Move over!

I moved away deeper, and past my pubis, a stream of male urine squealed into the toilet. In the middle of the process, this pervert put a glass of vodka, filled it, and then smoothly turned the jet back into the toilet. No, well, how cleverly men treat their pussy when they need to piss. If only they would manage it the same way during sex! I already understood what awaits me. Cocktail "Omitted". The best that a slut like me deserves.

- On, sing it down! Don't stay here and don't forget the testicle.

My gentleman handed me a glass, waited until I drained it in one gulp (there was no emetic urge this time, but there was a smack in my mouth. By God, sperm tastes better!), Left a vibro egg on the shell, and went out. And I was finally able to focus on what I came for. From drunk strong liquor, coupled with the relief that came with the emptying of the bladder, I got drunk. Quickly returning the toy to its place, adjusting the cork in the ass, which almost did not cause discomfort, and, adjusting the makeup, went into the hall. (Especially for eroticspace.info — sexitails.org) The waiter was already setting the table, and Zhenya was smiling benevolently at me.

The whole lunch in the cafe, and the subsequent walk in the park, riding on the carousel, my tormentor with the help of his console, and in deserted places and fingers - kept me in an excited state. On the Ferris Wheel, when we were alone in a stall, he forced to lift up her skirt, with one hand move the toy in his ass stopper, and with the other - caress his lower lips. At the same time, he himself drank beer, admired me and indulged in the remote control, then turning on and then switching off the vibro-egg. He did not give me again. The lower abdomen was already screaming from constant excitement, I was ready to give my life for an orgasm. In the meantime it got dark and we went home through the square. Zhenya walked a little behind me, admiring my walk.

- I have always said that if you shove a slut in her ass, her walk will be three times more sexy.

I did not share his enthusiasm. I was breathing heavily, moving away from the next inclusion of the vibrating toy. When will the damn batteries sit on her?

- ABOUT! Look

From the alley along which we walked - there was a branch apparently with a dead end. Apparently there once was a lantern, now probably broken, and the company of young people rested. Which probably broke this lantern so as not to interfere with rest.

- One, two, three, five ...

Counted Eugene cigarette lights.

- Now you go to them, offer to suck! You must suck at least five members. As proof, bring condoms with sperm.