webcamsluts xxx Upon entering, I knelt down.
With an incomprehensible triumph, she looked at me and asked the woman in the wig: Have you already processed her? Not really, she smiled.
– It’s just a suggestion along with the drug.
This is not enough for full processing, but it lasts for several days.

Come on, honey, a little later about it.
– And she ordered me: – Bring tea! The second door on the right – added elderly.
– There is a cart.
I got up and went for tea.
Down on all fours, I put a special thing in my mouth and dragged it into the room.
Damn it, again an unconscious action! Natasha’s eyes shone like two spotlights when she saw me in that position, and the joy spread throughout her freckled face.
Waiting until I put the cart, an elderly woman handed a cup to Natasha and the hostess and asked: What kind of tea do you need? – and explained: – We have natural: pink, raspberry, with mint.
Pink tea if you can – Natasha smiled coquettishly.

I, as always, mint, – asked the lady in a wig.
I was kneeling at the door with my hands behind my back and looking at the floor, but still managed to look at what was happening.
If I could, I would burst out laughing.
It seems that Wig acted according to one pattern: she treated the guest with something, and the treat was already “charged”.
I noticed that they were pouring a wig from the teapot with roses.
And she remembered that then, too, she was poured from the same kettle, but bilberry.
Further was no longer interesting.
Go here! – Natasha called me, pleased, like a boar who devoured a bucket of mud.
I crawled to her on all fours, noting that the cup was already half empty.
Wig caught my gaze and winked.
And Natasha began to paw me on the boobs, twist and painfully pinch nipples. black teen webcam porn
It was painful, unpleasant, but I was patient.
She seemed to want to lower her hand even lower, but suddenly her grip weakened and she went limp in her chair.

It worked !!! To whom did you say you were coming here? – asked wig.
No one! – Natasha answered angrily.
– What am I a fool ?! Finish tea, ”said the elderly,“ why should the good be gone! ” Already with difficulty, Natasha raised her hand with a cup and finished her tea.
The elderly woman carefully took the cup and put it on the cart, gesturing to take it back.
I diligently executed the order.
When I returned, Natashka was already asleep, and the elderly took off her clothes.
Help her! – threw a wig.
After a couple of minutes, Natashka lay naked.
go to your room and be there until you call! – ordered Wig.
I returned to my room.
For my elderly came and closed the valve.
Apparently, they sensibly reasoned: suggestion by suggestion, but cold metal is more reliable.
Since there were no teams and the subconscious was silent, I lay down on the couch.
It seems that Natasha sold me as a slave.

But she didn’t take into account the bitch that she herself can get into the same position.
What will happen now? These two women know this answer, only I and Na-Tashka are unlikely to be informed.
We are no longer people, things, but the opinion of things interests the owners in the last turn.
After dogs, cats, parrots and other living creatures.
Thinking about it, I gradually fell asleep.
I got the same call on my feet.
I jumped up and knelt again, my hands behind my back.
The next door opened, I heard the question: “Who are you?” “Your slave, madam!” And so on.
They christened the bitch Olivia.
Then the door opened and the order sounded: Come on, Madeleine! I crawled on my knees and gave my elderly leash.
She took Natasha and Olivia to the bathroom.
There we took turns shaving off all the hairs with each other, leaving only eyebrows and eyelashes.
After that, we cleaned the bathroom, washed in the shower and we were led into our rooms.

For all this time, Natasha and I have not exchanged a word.
First, slaves are forbidden to talk among themselves, and secondly, what could this reptile tell me? What, since dating in school, wildly jealous of her friend? I again tuned in for a long wait, but very soon they took me into the room to Wig.
There sat an unfamiliar tall girl, seven or eight years older than me.
I was examined and felt like a breeding mare: I turned in different poses, spread my buttocks, climbed into my mouth.
However, as self-critical I thought, the mare is chosen carefully.
webcamsluts xxx