Kerry surmised that Lauren was in her late twenties.
She was tall, pale, fit but curvy with long red hair and large, heaving breasts that grazed Lindley’s stiff little nipples with every breath.
She was athletic and pretty but her face was bleak and heavy with sorrow and regret.
Kerry knew that she wasn’t being paid like Lauren was.
Kerry sighed in relief when Lindley’s moaning subsided, replaced with quiet sobbing and whimpering.
Kerry found herself fascinated by Lauren’s kinkiness, lost in wonder at the possibility that a woman would endure this torture willingly for any amount of money.
There were older women kneeling next to them, also bound hand and foot.
Lindley’s frail little body was pressed between that of her older sister Kerry and a call girl named Lauren.
The twisted little slut lived to serve men and service their cocks, and she took to pain and humiliation like a fish to water.
This night’s experience had left her shaken, but in a few days she would be begging for more boys to cum on her face. Her cruel masters forced her to compete with her sister sexually and match her impressionable adolescent horniness at all times.Kerry’s younger sister was pressed against her left side, and an older brunette woman was leaning against her right.