“Good. Aunty sex “You enjoy being beaten and humiliated in front of everyone, don’t you?”
“Yes Mistress!”
“Would you like this kind security guard to take you away from me?”
“No Mistress! The car rolls to a stop as she seizes up her clothes, and she cowers behind it as she hastily covers herself. She whirls to find a couple lumbering jocks standing uncertainly to either side of her, each clearly expecting the other to say something first. Her Mistress draws back for another stinging rebuke when she feels a hand on her shoulder. Tsk, what Am I to do with you?” She steps out of the car, stepping towards their slave until their breasts collide softly and deliciously, her breath hot on their Slave’s face. When one of them looks like he’s about to have a thought she interrupts him again, “What?
