She is bent over a long wooden triangle-shaped table in such a fashion that her huge tits are resting on slanted surfaces on either side of her. Her a...kles are fastened tightly to the bottom of the structure, but her arms are free. After a moment of confusion, Armando realizes the horrific reason her arms are not restrained. Her breast have been nailed to the wooden table below, three nails in each, including one through each nipple. The torturer is just setting down a wicked cane, with which. "Make love to me..." Not yet, but sit in front of me, and part your legs, Matthew. Keep them open, so I can touch everything. I'm going to play with you until I decide I'm finished..." he breathes hotly into my ear.Moving, so his legs are either side of mine, he holds me pressed against his muscular body, with his chin resting on my shoulder. Feeling calmed by the steady rhythm of his heart thumping beneath me, last nights quarrel no longer seems significant.This seems like those days back when. My erection was still there, and I was afraid it was visible through my boxers, as even though I was incredibly fearful of what was happening I was still very aroused by Susan?s domination and control over me. I had a dress shirt on, so as I looked down I saw the shirt tails were at least partially covering my erection. ?Very good, Bob, you?re doing much better now. Laura, go over and unbutton his shirt, but leave it on.? Laura did as she was instructed, walking over and undoing the. She applied some basic lipstick and foundation, telling me she would train me to do more later. Lastly she took out a wig, a blond wig, jokingly saying that it matched her new color, and put it on me. She had me stand up and turn around commenting that she had not done a bad job, given what she had to work with. Then from her desk draw she took out something I was familiar with, my male chastity device and told me to take out my cock.I started to argue and she told me she had another lesson to.