Then her hand is on my chest pushing me back as I lean back her tongue moves from my balls to my corn hole, damn; her tongue is working my ass from my...hole to my balls her tongue is work’n it good. Soon she just focused on my asshole tonguing around and around it trying to relax my ass so she can work her tongue in there, fuck it was good, hell; her mouth was good, she was good, it was good. Now my cock is standing up, it’s starting to throb so I start work’n it in my hand up and down as. My father fed me, gave me shelter and an Idea popped into my head. I flipped through my address book. "Jason, p-please pick m-me up tomorrow at 10. My father works." I looked at the door."Why are you crying, did something happen?" He asked. "No, nothing." I calmed down. "Good..." He hung up. I slid the robe down my body and slipped into the hot bathtub. The water stinged when it touched the bruises. Soon, I got out and got dressed. Then, I flopped on my bed and fell asleep.The next day, I snuck. There were usually six to twelve show groups for entertainment. The women would be selected by the Masters to continue the sex play activities while the losing husbands would go into the garage where they were bound to St Andrew's crosses or hung from the rafters and tortured. Some of the women were included too. A Master's wife took special care of some of the prettiest women that were the object of her husband's desire. They were especially viscous with their torture. The winning husband. She is still adjusting to being fucked so hard each time we are together. Then she feels my cock slamming into her cervix. Marina is overwhelmed every time my big cock is inside her, this is a new experience for her. It feels like my cock is pushing all the way into her stomach. Her pussy is stretched wide around its girth exposing her clit and leaving it bare to rub along the ridge running the length of my hot cock. Everything is wiped clean from her mind as she feels herself once again.