Her mouth was formed into a little “O” of surprise and I could see the ring her lipstick left on my cock. “Well I guess dildos don’t do that.�...� I said. I helped her to her feet and she regained sense enough to be embarrassed. “Don’t worry about it,” I said. “Some guys get off on that.” She perked up a little at this while licking my splooge off her face. “Like you?” Jasmin wrapped her arms around my waist. “It’s got an appeal.” I grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her up. “Now we fuck. I felt my manhood being locked in a curved chastity device. I began to protest, but was told to be quiet. The whips began again. This time a little harder and faster. As my cock twitched it pushed against the unyielding cold metal. My breath became shallower. The whipping stopped. I felt her climb onto the bed. She bit and licked and chewed on me. Starting near my hips, she marked me with her mouth, I knew it. I squirmed as first she sucked on one nipple and then bit on it. Had we. My breathing was shallow, my orgasm was building. Yes! Yes! Oh my god! I now had three fingers inside. My legs started to shake and I took a step back. Oh shit! I’m falling. I let out a scream both of pleasure and surprise as I land on my butt. Oh shit! I need to get home! But it is too late. “Nancy, what are you doing here?” Sara asked. I didn’t know what to say as she looked at me. My face was flushed and I had a big wet spot by my crotch. I didn’t know what to say. Sara had a loosely tied. I remember this, actually feeling lucky, because of what happened next.“I talked to Hannah,” said Phoebe.There are a number of responses to that kind of opening. “You already told me that” is one. “How is she?” perhaps, or maybe, “And what did she have to say?” “What’s going on in her part of the woods?” might seem apropos. My situation was a bit different. None of those normal responses seemed appropriate. In fact I couldn’t think of anything to say at all.Phoebe looked at Chris and said, “We.