He wondered what the other slave, the one dressed in black but with her tits out, was saying to the bound slave? She was probably whispering encourage...ents and comforting words to the poor girl being abused.There was not much time and still a lot to do.Steve turned away from the spectacle and moved back to where he and his team had been setting up a St. Andrew's cross. The crowd was growing. As the time for the banquet approached more people were arriving. The larger the crowd, the easier it. Chip never tired of seeing Ann suspended, spread eagled from the ceiling hoist. When her arms were overhead, her feet off the ground and her legs spread to their limit, it seemed that her narrow waist and concave tummy were even more enchanting. He would fondle her in that position and she would beg for release. Then he would whip her until she said she could endure it no longer. She knew the drill and loved it.She had several bondage benches built to her own specifications and physical. “Now close your eyes.” I nodded and closed my eyes, unsure of what daddy had in mind. I waited for what felt like ever, nothing happening. Then it happened, he was blowing lightly against my stomach and I gasped for air. He blew warm air against my skin, down around my belly button and then back up and around my nipples and then up to my neck, not touching me at all. “Oh my,” I cried out as his lips pressed against my stomach just above my belly button. “I am going to remove your shorts. You rub your hair sort of back into place, but it doesn’t matter, no one will know what your hair looks like in there. So you return.This time you find a ripe ass and slip in easily, a ‘buttered bun’, easy fuck. There is no lube better than cum, especially another man’s cum. You’re really getting into it when you feel tongue in your hole again. Is it the same tongue? Is it the same cockhead? You tell him to stand still, so you can be the filling in a fuck sandwich. It always works best when the.