He moved behind her slightly to one side looking at her in the mirror over her left shoulder. "Your bruises are beginning to heal. Can you tell" he said but then reached around her from each side taking hold of her breasts with both of his hands and squeezed then hard working his finger and thumb tips into the soft breast flesh. She let out a cry of pain as his hands gripped her breasts, "AAAAHHOOOOOOWWWW." She was in too much pain japan to notice but he let out an asian odd type of hum of satisfaction, "mmmmmuuuhhhmmm yes." When he let go of her breasts he grabbed hold of her neck with his right hand, her chin just in the crook at the base of his thumb and hand but the base of his hand by his pinky finger he used to press hard on her airway. By standing behind her he was able to squat enough to where her head would pull back over his shoulder. Roger delighted in the power and control he had to restrict or allow her to breath. He had been doing research on choke holds on the Internet and with their weight and height difference this position was working better then he hoped. His desire for dominance and degradation was rewarded more when he suddenly heard the sound of liquid falling to the floor in a steady stream. Out of fear of not being able to breath she lost her bladder and began to urinate on her own legs, feet and the floor. Only once the stream was fully flowing did he lift the base of his hand off her neck but he continued to grip her jaw and chin letting her draw in air but still holding her tightly, her upper back against his chest and his other arm around her chest his left hand still squeezing one of her tits. "Dirty, filthy, pain slut, you just pissed yourself and the floor, you liked it when I squeezed your tits and throat didn't you" he asked softening the grip on her chin so she could talk, nod or shake her head. She started shaking her head no but the anal moment she did he pushed the base of his hand hard against her throat, "Try again." "Yes sir" she replied in tears. "That's better" he said and let go of her. He then grabbed a towel and tossed it to her, "Clean up your mess dirty, filthy, pain slut." Once she wiped the pee from the floor, between her legs, off each of her legs and feet he took the towel from her, walked her into the master bedroom bath and pushed her into the tub. He turned on only the cold water but put his hand on her hip forcing her to stand under the shower head from the waist down. Once he felt she had washed off well enough he turned off the water and handed her a clean towel. He then pulled her out of the tub by one arm and the back of her neck. He walked her to the foot of the bed through another towel over the place on the floor where she had urinated and handed her the white sheer panties telling her, "Put these on." Once she had the panties on he tossed the skirt at her. She put it on without being told and that made him smile. Once she had it on he picked up the other item he had ordered walked over to her and softly spoke to her as he started lacing up the black corset, "This will help create some cleavage for those inadequate titties of yours." He continued to lace the corset up pulling hard on the laces to make sure it closed tightly, "It will also suck in that fat disgusting belly of yours." Once he had it fully laced up he walked her around to the side of the bed being careful to not guide her to step where she had peed. He walked her a bit closer to the mirror then he had that morning facing her to look at herself. "Look at that dirty, filthy, pain slut there Holly. Look at that pale colorless flesh, the freckles and moles. That girl has no natural color in her lips or cheeks, she looks dead Holly, you look dead. You should thank me for finding men who are willing to use that inadequate, dirty, filthy body. Thank me Holly!" "Thank you sir" she replied fighting to not let the horrible things he was saying get teen into her head but it was difficult. Roger was taking advantage of the fact she had on no makeup and had no time to brush her hair. Her self-esteem was already rock bottom because her mom seemed to back him up. While she tried gangbang to ignore the horrible things he said about her some were getting through to her. It was hard to ignore it all. "Here Holly, take a picture with my phone. I want to remember the day you threw up all over yourself and pissed yourself and how horrid you look" he said handing her his phone. That corset hides your fat and helps make cleavage with those inadequate tits doesn't it Holly?" Mrs. Stewart looked tired as she accepted the keys. I can see the Slavers would enjoy seeing one such as her experience having their status so completely japan reversed. They shared the smoke in silence. What was her story? "Here's the master bedroom, and there's the master bath," he said before leaving her alone. Rachel wasn’t listening; she was gasping for air, trying to repopulate her lungs, asian and trying to get as far away from Toby’s arsehole as possible. “Then I’d anal still say ‘no,’ because it goes against your codes to do so, and I wouldn’t have you throw your life’s work away over one moment of physical weakness.” I held Bianca’s chin, and guided her to stand, “You are my High Guard, after all, not my whore. Jason's eyes were glued to her twitching cock and examined teen it. She took a flyswatter from the nightstand began striking his cock and balls with it. Granted, we are a very odd pairing. “You mean you’d still hire me after all this?” The other two drivers just got into their car gangbang and drove themselves home. So hard and warm and furry. Amit grabbed her from behind and cupped her boobs delicately.