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Owning a Dominant Bitch - Complete

Date: 7/6/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Curt. “I need a cock to suck,” she blushed brightly and it was obvious she had been coached on what to say. “You mean here? Right now?” Curt was really getting into it. “Yes,” Wendy hesitated before continuing, “I need some cum.” Even though it was set up Wendy was still humiliated to the core. “Ok,” said Curt, “let’s go back here in case someone else comes in. Oh, um,” he had almost forgotten the critical part, “take off your shirt so I can see your tits.” Wendy took off here shirt to reveal her naked breasts and Curt let out a groan. Diane took the shirt and pulled him into the stall and shut the door. I could hear the zipper being pulled down and Curt moaning as Diane went to work. Wendy slowly made her way back to me at the door, covering her breast with her hands. “This is weird,” she whispered, “I can’t believe she would do that to help me.” I just smiled at her innocence. “We have a date for Friday night. I will be calling Brittany at the last second as to where to meet us; she won’t have time to set up cameras so all she will have is a voice recording. I need to make sure she believes we are doing something that will get her to let me see you again.” “I know what you need to do,” Wendy shuddered and began to tell me what Brittany liked about the other guy she had been sent to several times. “You’ll have to do more,” she said sheepishly, “but I don’t care how bad it is as long as I get out of this situation.” “I can handle that part,” I smiled at her, “and it won’t ... be as bad as you think. I also need to know a time we can get to her cell for about three minutes without Brittany knowing. Got any ideas?” Wendy thought about this for a moment and then hung her head, “Yes, I know when you can get the phone.” She shuffled her feet and stalled. Curt was getting closer so I knew we didn’t have much time. “When?” I quizzed her. “In the bathroom at the club,” she said, “She likes to humiliate me in them, bathrooms, for some reason. She will take me back to the women’s bathroom around 11 pm and make me...” she trailed off, obviously embarrassed. “Just have someone in the second to last stall before 11 pm on Saturday night. Tell them to look under the divider and I will hand them the phone.” She wouldn’t say anything else and turned to walk back to where Curt was getting quite vocal. “Holy SHIIIITTTTTTT!” he cried as Diane finished him off. She caught his semen in Wendy’s shirt and handed it back to her. Wendy put the sticky cloth back on and I opened the door to let her out. I wouldn’t see her again until Friday night. ***** Thursday was the last day of school and we all decided to meet in the parking lot before heading home. The Three Amigos where excited to tell us all about the virus technology they had designed for this adventure. The plan was to find a hotel with adjoining rooms. I would be in one and everyone else in the other. Once Wendy was in the room with me, we would hand off the cell and have the virus uploaded to the SIM card. When ...