I lay on my bed, at least the ball gag and cuffs were not put on me before I was dismissed, try to think how things had got this way and what I could ...o to stop it. I came to the conclusion that they had me ‘by my balls’ and resolved to have it out with Mary tomorrow night.Sunday when Robert had left I was moping around, Mary pulled my lead and we sat down together on the settee, she kissed me and said.“Now come on, David, tell me what the matter is, you look so sad and miserable”. “Well it’s. "I think about you when I masturbate, Natalie. I moan your name when I cum." I don’t know why I felt compelled to lie to Natalie like that. I just seemed appropriate. Natalie scoffed at my words, but she had a smile of approval on her face. "Of course you do. I'm hot. Don't you agree?" I quickly shook my head in compliance. "Yes, I do." "Then say it," Natalie added. "You're hot, Natalie," I replied with, as if she needed confirmation about that face. The woman stared at me expectantly. I. The sweet and sour taste of his manhood came to my tastebuds as I heard the sharp intake of his breath. We stayed poised on thecusp of pleasure for what appeared to be an eternity before I sensed theslight thrusting movement of his hips and felt the warm head brushing mylips. Slowly I allowed my lips to expand, all the time taking great careto shield my teeth so that my mouth was able to accommodated more andmore of his member. It slid across my moist tongue, slippery and smoothwith my saliva. “Go ahead,” she told me. “You can jack off, but catch your cum in your hand. You’re going to eat that up too.” That definitely surprised me, but by that time I was too excited to argue. I sat back on my heels, furiously stroking myself as I looked at her glistening cunt, all red from the oral attention I had given it. “Look at my eyes, bitch, not my pussy,” she snapped. As I did, her eyes seemed to see all the way into my soul, as if she knew all the dirty secrets stored there. Very soon I.