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  • Conversation at all of the tables near us suddenly young stopped and it got very quiet in the room. I know I was trembling almost violently as I looked over at Shelly. “That was probably all of the alcohol talking,” I said in a shaky voice, “hopefully I will still feel that way in the morning.” That’s when Margi started laughing uproariously. “Didn’t you read the rules posted on the wall outside the changing room?” she said, smacking her hand flat on the table and then pointing back to the entrance. “Rule number seven: No potential slave may be served alcohol or any other substance that might impair her decision-making. Violation of this rule will result in expulsion from the club.” “You mean?” I stammered. “Yes,” Dianne said, “your drinks were all non-alcoholic. All of your wild behavior tonight sex was just you.” She looked over at Shelly artistic and continued, “And I have watched you melt every time Shelly looked at you. I kept expecting you to throw yourself at her feet and beg to be her slave.” “So did I?” I replied softly. Then I looked into Shelly’s deep black eyes and asked, “What do I do now?” “First we get you properly dressed for the evening,” she said as she lifted my dress over my head. I must babe have put my arms above my head to let the dress slip off because the next thing I knew I was standing naked in front of her. “Now,” she continued, “we go up on stage.” The Head Mistress was waiting for us. She pointed to the floor in front of herself and I sank to my knees in front of Shelly. “Do you do this of your own free will?” the Mistress asked. “I do,” I answered. “Mistress Shelly,” she continued, “do you claim this submissive as your own slave with all the rights and responsibilities that entails.” “I do,” Shelly answered. The Mistress leaned down to me and said softly, “Now you bow down and submit yourself to Shelly as your Mistress.” I intended to bow, but somehow I ended up flat on my face like I had always imagined myself. My arms were stretched out and my fingers were just short of touching Shelly’s feet. “Mistress Shelly,” I said clearly, “I submit my body, mind, and spirit to you as my Mistress forever.” “What name do you give your porn new slave?” the Mistress asked. “Precious,” Shelly answered. “Her name shall be slave precious.” “Come back upright on your knees,” the Mistress instructed and I did so. Shelly was now holding a collar and leash in her hands. The Mistress looked at me and asked, “Do you accept this collar from Mistress Shelly as symbol of the bond which holds you to her and the protection which she gives you?” “I do,” I said firmly and the Mistress nodded to Shelly. Shelly– my Mistress– turned the collar so that I could read the brass nameplate on the front. I groaned, my eyes blinking. My sissy was still acting like he had babe all the power. Also, as I said before, though I know you have not much choice, I am still not happy about it." Here, taste yourself.” She could feel his pulse quickening in the head of his dick. "Since you are having as much trouble as you are, I suggest you take the first." I'm proud artistic of you porn for not crying out so young I gently rub your breasts as a reward. I was gagging, Mike was twitching, and James was moaning. His hands starting undoing the lace of my shorts. David knew what he sex was going to do and took a deep breath before he continued speaking.
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