A close call

Joey muffled some protests as the man was getting closer with the buzzing hair trimmer. She wasn't happy about being stripped either and at the same time, it was getting her aroused. but she didn't want to get shaved. She also could see another of the faceless masks laying around and she looks went to the two women, both standing still with the masks over their heads. They seem to not move at all.

The man pulled a lever next to the cross and it tilted forward, putting her in a horizontal position, facing down to the ground. He then gave her a slap on her naked ass, before she could feel him reaching for her hair. She muffled some more protests and was rewarded by some more slaps on her ass cheeks, which started to burn a bit. Then the man returned his attention back to her hair and she could feel him grab some.

"Ah, there you are," suddenly another male voice said. "Master Arnold, could I have a word." The voice sounded some way familiar to her. The man walked away and left her hanging there for a bit. She could the two men talk about her for a bit. Finally, she heard steps return and a moment later, the cross was pulled into an upright position again.

"As naked as last night," George said with a dirty smirk on his face. "I assume you are grateful that you not got shaved bald like the slaves over there, or?" Joey could just muffle and the first man released her with a snap of his fingers. Joey stood there naked, staring at George, the guy who she had hooked up with last night. The young man, of Joey's age, was wearing an expensive suit and seemed to enjoy the view of her naked body for a moment. Then he snapped with his finger and the gag disappeared from between her lips.

"What the ...," she started to scream but a moment later she didn't manage to bring out any word.

"I suggest you shut the fuck up," George said. "Master Arnold would've loved to shave your head bald. I think a blowjob is the least you can do to thank him for not doing that. And then you also have your mouth stuffed."

Joey just stared at him, but when Master Arnold let the trimmer buzz again, she gulped and sank to her knees. The man, in his fifties, walked in front of her, standing there and just waiting until Joey started to open his pants. His cock was massive and almost hit Joey in her face as it sprung out. For a moment she was just paralyzed but then started to stroke him off with both hands, before slowly starting to kiss the cock. It seemed that she was too slow for Master Arnold and so she could feel him reach for the back of her head. A moment later he pushed his cock deep down Joey's gagging throat, taking control of the speed. Joey's eyes rolled up as she was hard face-fucked by the man, all while George watched rather amused.

Her pussy was dripping, betraying her mind, which was telling her that this was all wrong. But at the same time, she started to struggle to think at all, with the hard facefuck continuing. She even felt as if she was losing herself a bit. But then Master Arnold groaned and Joey could feel him dumping a load of cum down her throat. She gasped as he pulled his cock out of her mouth, with some drool and spit dripping down her chin.

"Great mouth," Master Arnold said. "Hopefully I get to enjoy it again soon."

Joey just kneed there and tried to process what happened. She couldn't believe that she just gave the guy a blowjob in the middle of a bondage dungeon. While her head still tried to process what happened, she felt Arnold put something around her neck. A moment later she realized it was a collar and he handed the connected leash to George.