A slave in the making… pt 2 (edited) by MegO

“Absolutely”, Blake replied as he moved out of the way to allow Sean to come inside his house.

Closing the door Sean and Blake made small talk as they walked to the left of his house.

Through the kitchen, into the dining room and finally the computer room; as they sit down Blake asks Sean the name of the site.

After getting set up and on the website, Blake clicks on a section called webcams. Sean tells Blake that Samantha is the fourth webcam link. Clicking on the link, they both wait in anticipation to see what exactly Sean’s friends have in mind for Samantha.

Back at the house, three single guys approach Samantha.

Two of the gentlemen were on the right side of the bed as the third fellow stayed behind Samantha checking out her ass.

Thinking about all the things he could do to her perfect round ass his concentration was broken when the boys heard “Master?” Samantha called out feeling slightly nervous and growing impatient as her master took forever for the next sexual encounter to start.

The three boys looked at one another and with which seemed to be the same thought going through their minds one of the boys standing behind Sam smacked her ass hard.

Realizing that they needed to start the fun, one of the boys points to himself and whispers to the others “ I have an idea.” Walking up to Sam; placing his hands on the back side of the latex hood, the gentlemen slowly unzips the hood.

As Samantha eyes come into contact with the light, she squints as her eyes to adjust to the light.

Blinking a few times getting her eyes back to normal she jerks against her chains as some strange man with tattoos covering his forearms was standing in front of her.

“Hi beautiful, do not be alarmed we are friends of Sean’s. He knows all about this and if you are not a good girl for me I am sure Sean will be highly disappointed.

We don’t want Sean to be disappointed do we?”

As calming and sincere this man’s voice was Samantha felt as ease and shook her head, simply replying, “ no, we don’t want Sean.. I mean my mater mad.”

“Good girl.” He replied as he unzipped his pants and stroked his hard dick inches away from Samantha’s face.

Knowing she couldn’t mess up she opened her mouth willing as the gentlemen inserted himself in her warm, lustfully wet mouth.

Instantly, feeling Sam’s saliva and wet tongue move up and down his shaft, he finally understood just how lucky Sean was in life. Continuing to watch Samantha bob her head up and down the gentlemen intertwined his hands through her hair.

Forcefully grabbing locks of hair he shoved Sam’s head faster and deeper down his shaft.

As Samantha keeps inserting as much as she can of him, she looks up at this stranger to see exactly who she is doing this too. She found this man to be very sexy; with jet black hair that was gelled downwards so little tips stuck out at the lining of his forehead. Ocean deep blue eyes with an olive based skin tone. Just the top half of his physical features melted her heart.

As Sam continued to check him she noticed the stunning, white smile he had; teeth as straight as a ballerina’s elegant posture. Moving down his body, he wore a button down Oxford with a pair of blue jeans. While observing his dress wear Samantha saw his sleeves rolled up. Remembering the first sight of him his fore arms were covered in tattoos. Breaking her concentration, the man yelled at Sam.

“What the hell are you doing? You start sucking me and it was great and now it’s as if your mind has left. If that’s the case I will obviously have to do something to get you back to reality. Pulling out of her mouth he put his dick back in his pants. Turning to walk away from her, he stops in place, slaps her.

“Bitch not focusing on me will be your biggest regret.” Continuing pass her, walking the length of her torso he pushes his other friend out of the way to get to Samantha’s ass.

Making the third gentlemen move as well, he unzips his pants again and places his dick at her pussy. With one thrust he pushed his way inside her. Being pissed off that she wasn’t focused on the simple task of a blow job his thrusts are anything but nice.

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