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Date: 11/11/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Authoritarian, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Domination/submission, Erotica, Group Sex, Humiliation, Male/Female, Males / Female, Oral Sex, Romance, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: Nightside, Rating: 93.7, Source: sexstories.com

other two. "What's up, man?" Mike asked quietly. I glanced over my shoulder at him as we walked. "When did Betsy collar you?" I heard him stop. I chuckled as I turned around and saw his face. He did a great impersonation of the classic horror film 'terror face.' "How... wh... Di... " he sputtered, unable to finish anything resembling a complete sentence. I laughed, putting a hand on his shoulder and guiding him along. "Well, let's see. How about we start with the fact that, in all the years we've known each other, you have made eye contact with anyone remotely authoritative exactly twice. Add to that the weekends she banishes you from the house and you end up at mine. Finally, the way you and Slut act toward each other is that of equals. She is submissive, almost textbook so. There is no way she would be comfortable talking with anyone Dominant like she does with you." He was quiet as we walked. "Don't tell the guys, please?" he begged. "They would never let me live it down. Betsy collared me back when we were dating still. I only get to fuck Her once a month or so. The rest of the time, She has my cock locked up unless, like this week, She gives me permission to do whatever. She sends me to your house when She brings Her boyfriends over and they don't want me there. The only reason I know the kids are mine is because She made sure to get DNA testing done." His eyes never left the ground. "It's cool, Mike. I figured that was why you came over as often as you did. And I ... won't out you. It's why I talked to you here. I could have put you to your knees there in camp. Or just shown them the video of you tongue swapping Tim's cum with Slut." His head snapped up at that, the terror returning. "Chill. I won't say anything. I'm too busy trying to deal with my own issues at the moment." I looked at Slut through the trees as we approached. Mike giggled- yes, giggled- softly. I looked down at him crossly. Damn, he really was short, wasn't he? Probably Slut's height? "Hush, boitoy. Take the dishes back to camp for her." He laughed, dropped a respectable curtsey, and hurried ahead. Slut came to her feet when she heard us approach, standing quietly as Mike gathered the dishes and disappeared. I put a finger under her chin, lifting her face. "How are you holding up?" She blushed, her eyes staying below mine- somewhere around my mouth, if I were to guess. "I am doing fine, Master. Really. I'm enjoying everything so far. Even when You, um, treated me like that. The other Misters really look up to You and respect You, and I can see why. Sometimes I wonder if You can read my mind, because You seem to know exactly how to get me to react. I love it, and ..." Her voice trailed off before she finished the sentence. I let her chin drop, cleared my throat, and handed her my phone. "Call your friend and check in. Come back to camp when you're done," I managed hoarsely before turning around and heading back. I heard the start of her conversation before I walked out of ...