But then ending will always be the same - I'll lock the belt back on and leave you lying there, counting the hours until the timer sets you free." Wel...ome to the rest of your life."I had no time to take in the appalling picture she was painting of my future, as she was already locking the belt onto me. My cock dispappeared into a metal tube which seemed to be exactly the same size as its flaccid state - there would be no way I could get even the slighest erection. The belt itself looped around. A heavy and very oily substance was appliedover her ultra-sheer stockings and then Faye's feet were forced intothe moulds. Even with the slippery substance, and the sleek stockingsand the boots wide open, it took a while to get her feet into theunyielding fiberglass boots.Finally, the boots were closed by studs, bolts and straps. Tighter andtighter they grew until Morgana was satisfied with the result. Faye'sfeet and legs and thighs were rigorously shaped to the pre-mouldedforms of the. There's no time. With a frustrated groan you remove your hand, determinedly ignoring his protesting whine, and settle yourself against him until your hips are aligned. The first roll of your hips, the first touch of your cocks, makes your eyes roll to the back of your head. He groans and desperately juts against you, arms coming up and grappling at your back. You feel his blunt fingernails rake across your skin, and the burn feels so good you have to bite back a moan. You drop your head as your. It was black as coal and curving upward with a dark purplish mushroom-shaped head and a little oozing slit that glistened with clear fluid. Dwight hadn't mention that he was uncircumcised. Taking it by the base, I put my tongue between the foreskin and the head, slowly running the tip of my in a circle under the skin. As his cock hardened and the foreskin pulled back, I worked his big head into my mouth. I’d just gotten the monster in my mouth when Dwight started pumping his hips and moving.