"Yes baby, there are toys made specifically to go up your butt. And for boys and men, these can feel really good when they hit your prostate and can g...eatly enhance your orgasms. Is that something you want to try?" I asked, already knowing what the answer to the question will be. "YES!" he exclaimed. It was becoming increasingly evident Tyler was an experimentalist. I got up to go to my toy chest to find a good beginner plug to use for him. I grabbed one of my smallest ones, and a bottle of. The screams eventually turned to pleas for mercy and promises to do anything, including suck me off again. I was still naked below the waist, and my manhood had actually begun to grow with the excitement of the moment, and Bea’s infernal twisting and twitching of her stomach against it. By the time we had gotten to the 36th and last blow it was poking against her in a most ungentlemanly manner. I swept her off my lap onto the floor and ordered her to sit in her chair so we could get on with. She tried to pull her body into the handicap bar that she was tied to. Her attempts to get away the captain were futile; the knots were too tight. She couldn’t lean forwards because of the captain’s strong grip on her ass, but the bruise beginning to form on her ass was the least of her concerns. Her screams, sobs, and cries were muffled under the gag. The rest of the boys began to cheer on the captain as he gave her the worst pounding of her life. All of them had their cocks out and gathered. Only he wasn't the one who had made the decision."So, as far as I'm concerned, there's no reason to subject you to constant scrutiny unless something else unusual happens. Weekly pelvics aren't going to help either you or me." So, I can forget about this for a while?" James said, wincing slightly as she pulled on her jeans. Internal or not, the pressure on her crotch caused slight pain."Well no, there are some things I'd like to discuss with you." All right, like what?" James asked, pulling her.