“Open!” she demanded punctuating her order with a tiny zap to my balls.
I opened my mouth and he slid right in. He grabbed my head and started pumping his prick in and out of my mouth.
“Wow, Trent,” he effused, “I never knew. Don’t worry, baby, by tomorrow I will have you on a chain in my room and you can be a slave to your heart’s content.”
He stopped talking as he got closer to shooting. He grunted and his foul seed erupted in my mouth. I wanted to spit it out but the leash in Sherry’s hand held my mouth on him and I was forced to swallow.
“Frank?” she asked pulling me off of Jim. “Would you like a turn?”
“No thank you, Sherry,” Frank said.
“We’ll be off then,” she said, “I have some other things to introduce him too.”
“Wait!” Jim barked. “What about him being my slave?”
“Don’t
