I hadn’t seen how she ended her act, but I assume that she somehow actually dropped back into the basket since the lights had never dimmed. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. I had just taken my first sip when Walter Monty stepped out on stage. He squirted some of the lube down between the slave’s swollen asscheeks and began rubbing it into her rosebud. “We have to get this pole at just the right height,” Master Walter said as he twisted and raised the shiny spear and pushed it slightly into the slave’s cunt. Then he stopped and walked around to the front of the platform. He was impressively average. The Master pulled out of his slave shortly after climaxing, leaving her sobbing and calling out softly, “I am so ashamed. The Master pulled out of his slave shortly after climaxing, leaving her sobbing and calling out softly, “I am so ashamed.
