The men logged out, one after the other. They said nothing. They typed nothing into the chatbox. Back in the real world, a mental image of tiny Anasta...ia surrounded by big horny men put me to peaceful sleep.IIIAs the days went by, the game started to consume me. What started out as an escape ironically became a prison, a dark dungeon in which depravity was rampant. And weirdly enough, I loved every second of it. Well, almost every second. When I had to be offline, I started to pretend I was. Other times I would wank several times per day and not be able to cum. Then there were the late night porn sessions into the early hours while she was lying next to me. In all honesty I was addicted to porn and it was beginning to affect my sex life and porn did seriously damage my professional life. I knew it was a big problem, but did not know what to do. That all changed when she caught me watching porn with cock in hand. I told her a friend had emailed it to me, which was kind of true.. Slowly i work your clit while gently or roughly pulling on the chain that hanged from you nipples i hear your breathing quicken and soon feel your body tense up as i bring you to orgasm.after a moment to catch your breath I take the nipple clamps off and softly blow on your swollen nipples. once again without a word i motion for you to lay down on the floor, I kneel down next taking you nipple in my mouth I continue to work your clit then. i reach over to the goodies bag once more pulling out a. Jen was sitting at the bar. She looked incredible. In the crowd, I watched her twirl her blond hair, and play with the buttons on her dress. She smoothed her stockings, letting her dress slightly ride up so her stocking tops flashed every now and then, and dangled her heels from her toe. Jen was flirting with Dan, who looked to be a lawyer (I learned his name later). As they spoke, they touched each other. At first they touched the other's hand or arm, then sides and back, and then legs. Jen's.