I watched her reach for a big box, and I gave her mother's hand a squeeze. "Maybe that one should be last," I whispered."Erica, darling, that one's fr...m Mr. Reed. Why don't you open it last?"Erica looked up, her surprise matching my own. She moved it to the side and continued her quest to eliminate the pile of wrapped presents.The small purse with five $10 bills was another big hit, as were the rollerblades, each calling for another shriek and a visit to her mother's lap, bringing forth more. My body was being overloaded by the pain.He then lowered some cables from the ceiling. My terror increased as he tied one to each of the clamps. He then rotated a handle to raise the cables again. I looked on disbelievingly as the cables tightened and started to pull on the clamps. I watched my nipples and clitoris stretch and strain from the pressure, pain ripping through me as my screams echoed around the room.He took off his clothes, opened a press, took out a harness and put it on. He then. .Sir... Master...' Emir laughed and pressed a finger to her sweet red lips to silence her, knowing she could not be expected to give a serious answer to such a life changing question; it would be forced upon her anyway if he offered the right price to her Mistress, and just hearing her voice was all he really wanted. Her ever so slightly husky tone was sweetly feminine, doing nothing to cool his ardour; the delicate cock and balls were all that betrayed any form of masculinity, and he would. ”He chuckled and stroked the side of my face gently with his big hand. “That’s my boy.”Ford withdrew his face from my ass and shifted up to lay himself on my back. He lined up his groin with my ass and leaning in to kiss my neck. I could feel his rock-hard morning erection pushed in my crack.“Good morning, little brother,” he said, grinding his cock against me.“Good morning, Ford. Want to put that inside me?”“Seems like a good way to start the day.” He reached down to wiggle the head of his.