My bowels loosed and the smell started me retching again. Now I imagined the steel gag to be the terror of this life I was trying to expel. God again,...a god I didn’t believe, and my soul was trying to fly free. But the chains were anchoring me to this earth as well as any magical prison. I glimpsed the orchard again, the light was fading and golden, but I couldn’t go there.He didn’t use the flame on me, but took it to a rusting lock on the drain cover instead. ?It’s a deep one, hell of a way. ? The first pack Mistressbought had been a special edition for Singapore?s National Day: it was in thecolours of the Singapore flag, red and white.?Mistress wanted the National Day box as a souvenir and possibly to sellthe unique box on ebay too, but since Mistress has never cared for whitepanties, she gave that away. And now he found himself reflected in themirror.? Mistress was looking back at themirror, having rubbed the expensive Guerlain Shalimar cream on her round buttcheeks.? She was now. My wife seemed to be enjoying herself, having removed each others’ tops they were fondling and kissing everywhere. Julia (my wife) reminded MK that it was my birthday and she wanted to watch her fuck me! MK said “Yes but I’m not finished with you just yet”! I could see Julia blushing when she heard that. She sat down beside me and we were kissing while MK was on her knees again getting me erect. Soon she was deep throating me again. I really loved how much she liked to stop and keep it in her. I sat opposite her and massaged her small feet, watching her expressions change as my fingers tried different strategies.I’d never noticed feet before; I thought they were for walking, running, and kicking. Joan’s feet had another function; they were sexy.As I worked on one, the other went to my groin.She laughed kindly; “Hard already are we?” she said, her nipples pointing at me eagerly.I just nodded, enjoying the moment, confident we would fuck, but in no hurry to get to that part. I slid my.