I undid the buttons of her jacket and blouse and my mouth was caressing that wonderful warm skin. My hand went under her bra and uncovered the same be...utiful breast I saw that day in her bathroom. I couldn't resist her hard pointy nipple. It felt good in my mouth. I pulled down her skirt and she stood in front of me wearing only her panties and stockings. She looked so sexy and desirable I sat her on the table in front of me. Her panties came off and I was looking at her love place as if I have. “She had begun this when she heard.”“Are the clothes washed?” George asked.“She is starting on the cloak. The rest are sopping, milord.”The footman served up the soup, poured the wine, and left them alone. George sat down, and gestured.Esther tried the soup, and found that she was hungry after all.“Eat more,” George said when she paused. “You have not touched your wine.“My head is already spinning, milord.” Nevertheless, she took a healthy sip of the wine. It tasted good after the too-sweet. " There's more I need to tell you Tom," she sobbed.That's when I knew. It wasn't a medical accident.I slept in the guest room that night. I was so angry with her. How could she? The next morning I went into the doctor's office and felt like everyone was laughing at me as I went through the process of having the lab draw blood and check me for all types of Sexually Transmitted Diseases, including HIV. It would take a week to get the results back.I spoke with our doctor and he filled me in on. I sighed, hoping it was over now, but my unknown torturer seemed to bea real sadistic person, as she started to push one of my smaller dildoes insideme. I screamed and screamed, but all that came out were a few muffled moansand grunts. The stranger showed no mercy, she continued pushing the fake penisinside me. There I was now: Tied spread-eagle, gagged, struggling, clamps squeezingmy hurting nipples and a dildo painfully stretching my asshole. I was pain,my whole body seemed to consist of.