I could barely take it anymore. I was screaming around my gag and I could feel my second orgasm building in me and I knew it wouldnt be very long unti... I had to cum. A thin layer of sweat coated my body and drool was escaping my lips around the gag. I was rocking my hips back into my Masters and I could feel him start pushing his cock harder and harder into me. I didnt know how much longer I could hold in my cum. It felt too good to be so wonderfully fucked by my loving yet firm Master. His. He went on for ages describing scenes where I was forced to perform sex acts with total strangers, once on a train, but usually as part of a holiday fantasy. Other fantasises involved making me watch him fuck women that we know, and he confessed that he even had a fantasy of having it off with my mother and sister at the same time, while I was made to watch and then make tea for us all afterwards!And each story was humiliation followed by humiliation and I was appalled that my cunt had turned. Before he knew what hit him Tracy and Wendy had dragged him upright between them and ripped the towel from around his waist. Unable to move for the lock they had on his arms, he watched in terrified fascination as Ingrid calmly stood in front of him and shucked her sweater over her head before stepping out of her pants. He jumped involuntarily as a hand firmly grip his cock. Tracy's expert fingers quickly had him rock hard and crazy; a mixture of sex hormones and fear running around in. “You don’t have to tell me”. I winked. As I pulled the dressing down over her ankle I used it to lift her foot. Zoe smiled and looked at me as I continued to pull the dressing down the ball of her foot and a little bit more than the bottom of the bandage. I tucked the top end into the bottom so it looked like two neat folds at both ends. Zoe picked the towel up from her lap and held it against her face. I tried so hard not to look but she opened her legs invitingly. I ran my fingers inside the.