I was transfixed as I watched their passion develop, seeing her hand disappear between her body and his, oh my god, she was undoing his shorts and the...hand that had been working her breasts was now pushing her knickers down her thighs, past her knees, allowing her to kick them on the floor. I was fully aroused after seeing that, a deep tingling sensation in the depths of my pussy and was almost unaware that I’d undone the bottom half of my dress, my legs parted slightly as fingers massaged my. " "Good. Now you will be treated like the whore you are. Get on "The Table"." I got up and moved over to "the table". I bent over it and Mistress locked my wrists into the manacles that were attached there. My feet were then locked to the legs of it. Mistress then instructed my me to put my "disgusting member" in "the Hole". This was not easy to do as my hands were not free, but I finally managed it. The Table Had been constructed so that there was a box in. It was kind of adorable. In sleep, her face looked childlike, almost angelic, the blonde bang that crossed it forming a halo. I stood there for just a moment, watching her.A moment became a minute, and a minute ten, and when Jean eventually awoke (however long that took) we were staring at each other. There's nothing quite like watching the dreamy film around someone's eyes disperse and seeing them slowly regain sharp intelligence.Jean rolled over and waved at me. "Hey there Dave. What's up?". ." Sheheard him step into the next room and then listened to severallong seconds of indistinct shuffling around...recognizingthe sound of her man's pants hitting the floor, keysjingling... And then he was back, a hand softly on her ass as he climbedonto the bed behind her....Oh yesss...here he comes, shethought. He grabbed her hips with one hand and then rubbedover her pussy lips with the hot smooth head of his cock...theblindfold forced her to concentrate on each feeling, eachindividual.