Mezzo Forte

Ona may have looked innocent on the outside but in truth she was the curliest girl here. The hall of doors was eerily quiet, no sound but the pattering of Ona’s feet and the rattling chain, she stopped, the pink kimono clung tightly to Ona’s hentai curved physique her breasts were smaller than the new girls but large enough to draw her attention. She yanked the chain, reeling the sissy in like a caught fish. She pointed to a large door at the end of the hall, it was black, wooden and had silver and gold depictions of men and women balled together fucking. “Now, when we go inside Master will show you off to his friends. They will inspect the work Mistress Smith has done on you, maybe even have a little grope.” The chain wrapped into a ball around Ona’s fist as she pulled the new girls face close, the smell of strawberries was intoxicating. “You behave and do exactly as the Master and Mistress say, or I’ll make you wish she took that little clitty of yours, mmkay.” A square of light appeared in the door and the sound of classical music flowed through. “Well, you took your time, I was starting to think you got lost. Everyone’s waiting, come on.” The door opened and bright light and music flooded through the hall, was this a meeting or a party. “I needed to make sure she behaves herself in there.” “You in charge of her now?” Questioned a tall and muscular blond man. “El’s gone with Jack to find the runaway so I get her until she’s back.” “She looks good, considering she’s so… fresh. You think the Doc will let the guys use her new machine. I got some ideas on how we could.” “Your dick’s big enough already Sammy.” Ona cut him off. “All we ever hear from Maria Cartoons is how much her little butt butt hurts when you ‘Train’ her.” Ona smiled as she dragged the new girl past Sam and into the centre of the room where both Mistress Smith and The Master were waiting. “Ahh, Ona my sweet.” The master took her by the chin and kissed her, as a flash of jealousy came briefly onto Mistress Smith’s face before she looked off into the crowds that had gathered in the room. Its oval walls of silver red velvet and gold reached high above to the roof, chandelears dangled gracefully high overhead, there was even a large cinema screen. Where one half of the room was a ballroom the other an amphitheater this place was used for both business and pleasure. It was grand, tasteful and reeked of power and wealth. Dennis finished up the last of the yard just as Chelsea was getting the fire to become self-sufficient. Runner costumes vary year on year. I bet she is at the door with her daughter before tomorrow evening either with a real list or a stack of books. Yes, every room. She’ll get through it. You'll learn quick that this is the only way to be able to last all these hours" she tells me. I nod in agreement. Neither of them blinked. “Good, Momo loves Master. “You like fucking like this?” She stretched her arms in front of her, letting her weight sink into the soft bed. After that it was the leg spreader machine and Liz looked relaxed as her legs spread wider. "There's a good little slut," said Edgar approvingly. Not bothering to look up, the balding overweight sergeant Cartoons grunted something and jerked his thumb over his shoulder at the squad room door behind him, and continued to study the papers in front of him. I was eager to go to classes. “Grab my cock and put in your pussy.” “Come on. It seemed he'd had a hard-on every day since first seeing her - just thinking about her cute face and those incredible big soft all natural tits of hers. Alan walked over to a nearby mirror to check himself. He had an instant hard on as he watched her swaying hips. “Is this it?” Amy was 20 when her mom died in a car accident. Before I met her I was reclusive, hentai socially awkward and lacked confidence.