He start taking photos of me play myself. I so surprised he do that! No he cannot do that, so shameful, what he will do with my photos, I must stop hi...! But I did not, I feel good perform for him, I feel good he wants to take photo of me, I not care what he do with photos. All make me more hot, I faster my hands and soon I hear I say: “Master, Master, Master” and I big big cum!I still stand there after I cum, wait for him to tell me instructions. Soon he say, “Dance and strip”. I never do this. You’re grounded for the rest of the day. Stay here, get as much rest as you can. I’ll bring you your meals.”Eva grabbed his shoulders. “Sirius, don’t do this. You have a choice!”“No, I don’t. I only have a job to do.”Sirius did as he was told, staying in bed and leaving his room only to use the lavatory. Despite his fatigue and injuries, simply remaining sedentary like this didn’t sit well with him. He wanted to do something to improve the situation, make himself stronger. Plus, without being. ?Are you gonna hold still for this or do I have torestrain you?? the brunette asks as she reaches over to take up the first ofthe syringes she has filled. Alison lies there squirming in mounting anxiety asshe eyes the gleaming hypodermic? ?You? You better tie me, Mistress?? theInnocent-faced young woman admits, voluntarily holding her hands up over herhead for Fiona to fasten them to the ring in the headboard. ?It?s just easierthat way, if I?m, you know, helpless? I?m not sure if I could. I was horny. She had golden blond hair, long and straight, the way they wore it then. She was obviously a college student so she must have been about my age. I loved her shape. She had rather small perky breasts and what we used to call an hour-glass figure. Lovely. And she wore penny loafers with knee-high stockings. The penny loafers caught my eye. They would be so easy to slip off. And the knee-high stockings just empasized her firm and curvy calves. I loved feet by now, but I also loved the.