Bree Daniels in A Breezy Month

At least so far. Each had his own handler/trainer seated next to him. The six young slaves, and their handlers, observed the newcomer with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. It wasn't the first time a Building Bitch came to the table naked, by any means. Most of the Bitches sitting there had done so, at one time or another. But it was the first time a naked bitch had arrived with his wrists bound to his collar. Everyone was curious to see how he would eat. Mark's original thought, back in the room had been to feed him like a dog, and make him slurp from a bowl on the floor. But the boy had been very cum quiet and introspective during the walk down the stairs and to the dining hall. Mark knew the gauntlet the boy would have to negotiate, just to get to the table. His dining hall arrivals would get quieter in the future, but today was not only his first entrance. He was naked (unusual) and bound (an all-time first). Mark's instincts were on the money. Releasing his wrists was out of the question. It would be too anti-climactic, and disappoint the crowd. But the little teen needed to feel some level of emotional support. So Mark fed him, spoonful by spoonful. And he quietly told the boy that he had handled the gauntlet well, and he was proud of him. Mark saw tears in Jimmy's eyes, as the boy looked down at his bowl and quietly said, “Thank you.” Quite often, the older Building Bitches would have their cock cages removed, and be given a chance to use the new boy at his Initiation & Investiture. But everyone already knew that only the Black residents pussy would use this one today. It seemed the kid was an avowed racist. While disappointed that they wouldn't get a chance to top such a nicely defined and beautifully assembled twink, they couldn't wait to see the black contingent make use of him! As breakfast continued, students came up to the dais, individually or in small groups, looking to schedule time with one of the Bitches, if they were available. They would talk to the specific Bitch's handler/trainer who kept the schedule. There was a very long line almost immediately for Jimmy. But Mark made the announcement that no appointments would be taken the first week. Jimmy would need a couple of days to recover from the Initiation & Investiture that afternoon. And his owner already had plans for him the rest of the week. They would have to try their luck at the laundry or postal boxes, but the boy would not show up most nights this week, as doggystyle he would be out of the building. This led to general blonde disappointment and much shuffling, as the residents shifted to other Bitches. It also led to a sense of relief for Jimmy. The length of the line had had him wondering how masturbation many young men he would be able to handle. He wondered what was expected in terms of volume. What were the limits, if any? What was the record? Then Jimmy caught himself. He was thinking like he planned to stay! Did he really want to do that?! Jimmy decided to focus on escape stuff. Frank turned his doggystyle head to look at pussy her, and saw her eyes already upon him. All I wanted to know was did he think any less of me because I had been fucked by another man. Trista’s body was too overcome with the beginnings of massive orgasm to remind her sister about her milk filled masturbation tits. He slowly pumped his cock cum in and out of his mother’s ass as she moaned and purred softly. I blonde watched as she trimmed the fingernail on her middle finger. “So so bad.” I sighed while I slid my little hand on her boobs. So here I am.” What if he was just having fun? Both Emma and I looked for somewhere to hide. but remember, you were not entirely honest with me when I was under the truck were you?” My body shook as the pregnant woman fucked me into ecstasy.