Instead, she saw her Captor. ‘Well, my little slut. After seeing your performance, Number Three decided he couldn’t win. It’s my turn with you....�� The door opened again and the other man in white robes came in. ‘This is my assistant. I decided we could share.’ Anna stiffened realizing that she would be taken again. Her captor had been cruel the first time. Would he be this time? Still tied with her hands above her head and spreader bar between her ankles, Anna was exposed for whatever torture he. . Debauchery is almost a requirement," I giggled. I had the head out. His brain might be saying 'no' but the rest of him was all for this. My favorite plum was slick with salty, slippery juice."Oooo-kay, scairdy-cat," I whined. "I'll put my toys up." Or not. I wasn't nearly as motivated in reversing the process.When we pulled into the hotel parking, he had to stuff himself back into his pants and zip back up."I'm thinking you need to start wearing a kilt for these events," I said."No way. You. "***It went well. Of course it went well. I'm a good-looking guy. No,seriously, I am--and I don't mean that in a conceited way. But hey, good-looking people get treated better, everyone knows that. Ask that sexychick flaunting it when she steps into a store. Who d'ya think getsbetter service, her or the little mousy one scurrying along in hershadow?It's not as extreme for guys, but yeah, I get listened to and treatedwell, and it's not fucking fair but there you have it. The only thingthat works. I want to turn off those vibs, for I know I will cum soon. “Oh please don’t let me cum without permission ohh pleasee” I pant. I’m trying my best to calm down. Master J says,” turn over slut on your knees and get that ass in the air”. I quickly turn over and move to the edge of the bed, my head down, legs spread, panting for both vibs are on high now. “Damnn moannn” I pant. I try my best to calm my breathing, wiggling my ass in air. “oh Sirrr” I say. Master J swings that belt on my.