She was sure I wouldn't mind if she just rubbed her head against my calf. That shouldn't bother my too much and then she would at least get to touch m.... Maybe ease the ache just a tiny bit. She started purring again as she leaned down to rest her chin on my foot. My foot shifted a bit, but I didn't throw her off. A good sign, Cat thought.I could feel her purring throat on the top of my foot, and desperately hoped she would settle down for a few hours so I could get my work done. I hated to have. She lived in Oxford at the time in a shared house.Most weekends I went to see her and the sex between was quite adventurous and noisy. Her house mates thought we were on d**gs as we were at it night and day and everyone in the house could hear us and we didn’t care!We explored each other’s boundaries which seemed few, this involved sex in and outdoors including in the grounds of Blenheim palace ( Winston Churchill would turn in his grave ).We used to travel to a sex shop and buy porn, sex toys,. Her legs squeezing my face, her juices filling my mouth and nose. Each slap stinging more than the last. My dick was hard again, and she slapped it around as she began to relax. "You love this, don't you pain slut?" And yes, I did! "Thank you Mistress! I do". She stood. While pinching my nipples, and twisting, she spat on my face and proclaimed "good, because we have only begun to use you for our pleasure!" It was then I realized Jake had put cuffs on my ankles, and was now putting done. .." began Sally, sitting herself down in the chair."Doctor Russell." She corrected as she proceeded to strap Sally's wrists and ankles in place."Sorry, Dr Russell of course. Err... the ad wasn't very clear, what exactly does all this stuff do?" Well the patches I've placed on your arms and legs are designed to measure your nervous reactions when exposed to different sensations such as hot or cold. The device I'm now putting on your head reads your brainwaves and compares the data gathered from.