Marty Madagascar Circus Novels & Stories

Mj whispered “is one of them Santa Claus?” Mara laughed and Mj could hear the commotion of people coming in through the backdoor. She couldn't help herself, her nerves were on edge so she continued to joke trying to take the edge off. “oh no I got it” Mj giggled, “one of your friends is the Easter Bunny and the other is a Chupacabra” she was really starting to enjoy herself now. “ No, no, wait I got it,” Mj giggled “all your friends are vicious man eating werebeasts and you're afraid im gonna judge you for having-” but before Mj could say another word Mara removed her hands and Mj blinked to clear the fog in her vision.

Zoe put them in a cloth bag. "Slaves, I want you to masturbate for your audience. Show them what hot, needy slaves you are. Two orgasms apiece. I've got another matter to take care of. Marcia's Slave Trainer is about to die." While the three of us masturbated standing up for our many guests, Master got the other Slave Trainer and approached Marcia. He told her the battery was dying and she needed to swap out the old one for a freshly charged one. I couldn't hear what they said, but it was clear Marcia was disgusted her misery wasn't ending yet. Chantelle helped her to remove the old one and put the new one on. From what I could see from where I was, the phallus part was thick with her creamy