Guilt. All these years, he had thought that he was immune to this kind of crap. He'd prided himself on being the master of his feelings, displaying ex...ellent control in every aspect. He felt happy when he wanted to feel happy. He felt sad when he wanted to feel sad.Other than anger, which was his default setting anyway - he only felt whatever he chose to feel. Not anymore. Now he was totally spent, having been burned to the core. If getting to him had been their plan, then well, mission fucking. Had been tied at her side, so effectively that she could not move them at all. This made her the most defenceless of all the girls.THE GAMESThe veiled woman who had beaten Penny earlier in the day was also prepared ready for the games, her veil removed, her hands tied, and a ring gag applied. At least the Master of the house was putting His own slave into the games. Whatever they were. Penny had her own ideas, but she was about to get a surprise.As the re-entered the party room she could see. I let you feel the pressure of my fingers as I continue to lubricate you, let it build, let you yield, until one, then two insistent fingers push their way inside you. My tongue assaults your clit once more, and your shiver drives my fingers deeper within you. Now my thumb finds its' way back to your pussy. No need to tease here. Your lips are wide open, waiting, inviting. I slide easily into your slickened hole. I capture our tireless little buzzer, and pinch it between my thumb and fingers,. "Come here then Cindy, and taste a bit of this," he said waving his sixinches of meat towards her."Here's your chance to fulfil some of those fantasies Cindy," I said,"just imagine yourself as the cocksucking slutty schoolgirl, desperate toplease her teacher."Cindy grinned and got to her knees in front of my husband. She reachedout slightly gingerly to hold his cock and began to stroke it. I kneltbeside her and began to circle my tongue around the head of Terry's cockas it grew harder."Your.