“Public performance art. Her Mistress draws back for another stinging rebuke when she feels a hand on her shoulder. Anal porn All the same though, I will have to ask your friend there to put some clothes on.”
“If you insist,” the Mistress growls, pulling her nearly delerious Slave up by the hair. “No Mistress.”
The crop reaches out, lifting her chin firmly. She stands behind and watches the girl bend low at the waist as she ties her shoes, the swollen red lips of her abused pussy showing under her skirt, absolutely immodest and absolutely obedient. She whimpers as they leave her alone, silently begging for one more chance to please them, to redeem herself at any cost… Please Mistress, more!”
The old guard slowly takes his hat off, scratches his head, and shrugs resignedly. “With. Now beat it.”
“No, I-”
She whirls, crop raised, making him cringe. She stands unconsolably, struggling to maintain her Mistress’ posture in the vain hope of currying favor as they drive slowly off, feeling the prying eyes of the world on her filthy naked body, harsh sunlight glistening off her sweat-soaked breasts, the smooth curve of her hips,
