I looked at the mirror in disbelief because my face was gaunt like some lost steer out in the foothills with no grass to eat or water to wet his tongu.... Kate had shaved me and she did a fine job without a single scratch but it didn’t improve matters much, all things considered. At least I didn’t have the shakes anymore and I could palm my hideout derringer and a winning card with relative ease. She watched me like a mother hen making sure her little chick didn’t do anything too outrageous or. “Oh no you don’t”!He grabbed my ankles, rolled me on to my back & held me, legs apart & with all his weight he layed my thighs. I was helpless. My pussy tingled as the cool air of the room wafted across my soaking wet pussy.“Get off me you oaf”.He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. As he lit up he looked at me grinning.“Oh yeh there’s another old saying, always keep em wanting more”!I felt the waves of pleasure drifting away. He had deprived me of the moment I had craved since I. I dont really know if this was to part of the script or if Catherine had planned it for her own voyeuristic tastes, bur for me I became oblivious to all around me, my own sexuality had its own drive and I rose up from my haunches as his cock gained access to my wet cunt, I felt his balls slap my pussy as he hit home, my uterus opening bruise as he crushed it, the room was filled the sounds of raw sex, my moaning, the slurping from my willing mouth, the pussy farts coming from my cunt as it was. “Be respectful, you worm. Remember to call me Mistress. Now put that cage on your pathetic cock. I’m not touching it."Emma ‘helped’ by covering her bare tits so that my erection would subside for a moment before feeding the hateful urethral spike down the centre of my cock. You stuffed the strap-on dildo in my mouth to avoid my screams putting off the lesbians upfront.My hands found your hips, trying to control the depth of your throat-fucking. You just mashed it even deeper, making me choke..