My cock was throbbing with my pulse. I had rubbed the hotel’s skin cream on my shaft so it slid easily in my palm. I cupped my hanging balls with ...y other hand. I stroked my cock, twisting my hand with each stroke.“Uhhh…fuck…mmmm…fuuucckk,” I was stroking hard, I was going to cum quickly. I stepped to the rail and hung my cock and balls over the edge just as the first jet of semen erupted from my cock. It flew so far, it cleared the first rooftop I was aiming for and spattered on the next. Suddenly, Miss R stopped. “Okay, Jessica, lay on the floor. Bill, take your fingers out of my ass. I want you to watch how real men are supposed to fuck a bitch like this, but not slaves like you.” Jessica was on the floor in a second. Bill stood back and watched. His dick was hard, leaking, and begging for attention. But he obeyed Mistress and watched. She kneeled and placed the fake dick into Jessica’s pussy and began pounding hard against her. Jessica started moaning. Miss R was kneeling,. . Please not this..Then I just removed by jeans and there was my big cock inches from her face and the look on her face was speechless.. She was terrified like anything and was shaking her face looking at the size. She was pleading me to stop it, but the monster in me just started.Then I pulled her down and asked her to give me blow job and I will leave her. She obeyed it like a good girl and sucked my cock from top to bottom. It was like heaven looking at her scared face and her tounge licking. Roughly, he grabbed an arm and spun her around, then brought both arms together behind her back and wrapped her wrists with the rope, tying it off into a solid knot. Now she was utterly helpless, she realized: he could do anything he wanted to her, and she'd be unable to push him away or hold her dress shut.Fortunately, he only seemed interested in her breasts, and she was willing to give him those (not that she could do any giving; it was all there for him to take) if he would stay away from.