The basement is dark to begin then suddenly the lights gets turned on, the room suddenly looks like a torture room. Stockades, restraints on wall and ...loor, whips. As Brian is trying to process all of this, he gets forced to his knee.“Whoa, what you doing?!” he asks the man.“First of all, you said you’d do anything for me, your new Master, correct?” Master asked while standing over his new slave.“Wh-what? Master?” Brian asked confused.Master crouched down to be eye level with Brian and. Several times I noted Joe looking at me, but he gave no indication that I was fucking his friend or anything was wrong.About thirty minutes, I felt Henry’s cock swell and begin pulsing as his cum was shot deep into my womb. After he softened, I slowly pulled up and quietly left to evacuate the cum he deposited. Without being able to thrust his cock repeatedly into me, he did fill me with a real full load of cum. Plop after plop came from my pussy as I sat on the toilet. I sat for a few. " Fran, pulling her sweater down over her firm breasts, had a hard time accepting the concept that a male could possibly not be interested in her body. Once inside the car Fran, with a silly grin on her face, straddled the central console again. The Coach pushed her back into the passenger seat."You're just going to have to wait until we get to my place." He told Fran sternly ignoring her pout. "I don't want to take a chance on running off the road again." As her Daddy drove out into traffic. She was standing behind my sister watching herabuse me with a grin on her face. She was wearing fishnet stockings and avery tight black leather skirt and a black bustier that plunged downbetween her large breasts. I did have a crush on herI felt myself trembling in fear at the sound of her hateful angry voice.My sister always had a very short fuse and a mean temper. My sisterCherie was beautiful, blonde, seventeen and she was really strong. Ithas got worse lately."I am sorry, sister. I just.