Kat wrapped there arms around me form behind running her hand from my chest down to my abs, stopping at my boxers and running her thumb along the wais...band. I was at full erection already all 7 in of throbbing cock just waiting to taste the sweet juices of the two beautiful girls in my company.Kat turned me round and started slowly edging my boxers down till my cock sprung forward going quite literally eye to eye with her. Kat was different than her friend Alice, she was not so obviously sexy. I immediately ask my new friend what happens in that room. She tells me the white "victim" (her words) goes in and submits endlessly to every demand from every black guy that goes in. As I adore black men and live to service their every desire I beg her to arrange for me to get locked up in there. She gets the employee in charge who warns me that it can be brutal with endless fucking and sucking (by me) the whole time. He asks me how long I want to be there, and warns me as it is role play,. Good slut. We walk over to the table and I begin to strap myself in. Master helps with some of the straps and puts a ballgag in my mouth. He then wraps something tightly around my left leg. My leg goes numb as he gets his tools ready. He has a scalpel, sutures, and some metal thing which he plugs in. As my leg gets very numb, it feels heavy and starts to hurt. He leaves me alone for a few hours. I can see myself strapped to the table in the mirror on the ceiling. When he comes back, he picks up. I’ve never really had trouble talking to women, but for some reason my throat went dry when I met Carly. She looked like a very young version of Jacqueline Smith, from the original cast of ‘Charlie’s Angels’. ‘Hi, Chris,’ she smiled, ‘It’s very nice to meet you.’ ‘Uh…Hi,’ I stuttered, ‘It’s nice to meet you, too.’ ‘So, what are you majoring in?’ she smiled, ‘I’m a history major.’ ‘English,’ I replied, ‘I’m an English major.’ ‘That’s surprising,’ she cutely giggled, ‘From your size I figured you.