“Ohhhhhhh God!” she moaned, wincing as a wave of orgasm slammed into her. She raised her ass up off the couch, rubbing her pussy in his face as sh... came violently. Finally, she was forced to push his face away. It was so sensitive, she couldn’t take anymore! Ryan scrambled onto the couch between her legs, throwing her ankles up onto his shoulders. He looked down at her. She was gasping for breath, her dark eyes filled with pure lust and need. She was silently pleading with him to fill her up.. Too large and almost gross, the gurl was corseted and wearing six inch heels, tottering. Stockings, make up, a wig that looked very strange - it was blue betty page style, but had been painted black in places. John Phillips watched and worried, speechless. He felt a heave in his stomach. "Mistress Satin," he whispered. "This is sick." Yes, you useless sissy. It is. But it's your life, now. I've warned you before. I won't do so again." Demerits?" Miss Blue had a clipboard before her."Yes,. And a bath. He thought. Dear God, I would kill for a hot shower.Ironically, he didn’t have to suffer any of this caveman shit. The option was always there. All he had to do was call the name of Queen Maeve, and she supposedly would yank him right out of hell, just like she had put him here. Of course, there was still the matter of the debt she owed to him. She didn’t like that. Neither did Logan, but that obligation was the only thing keeping her from enslaving him as her boy toy.. I immediately presented my hands and she temporarily removed the cuffs from my wrists."Back," she added. I immediately turned and placed my wrists together behind my back. She quickly reattached the cuffs around my wrists behind my back."Floor," she instructed while pointing at her feet. I immediately assumed the proper position lying on my back with my head positioned near her feet. She immediately stepped forward, placing a foot on each side of my head, then squatted down and slowly lowered.