I felt like I had been jumped in the streets and r a p e d. Basically, that's pretty much what had happened. With just a a bit of stirring, I discover...d that my assailants had finally untied me. At least that part was good---I could get up and piss. As I made my way to the bathroom, I felt my ass—seamed wet. Sure nuff, remnants of fresh wet cum sticking to the hairs in my crack, and---b l o o d. Those fuckers made me b l e e d ! Leaning against the wall I cut loose the strong stream of my hot. Then Becky proved how big her mouth really was, she sucked his entire ball sack into her mouth. She sucked just a little harder than before and tightening the grip she had with her lips. Pulling away the pressure increased.The sensation was confusing to Steve. His erection grew as Becky continued this unusual activity. The pleasure faded into pain and then back to pleasure again.Becky wiggled her mouth side to side, totally changing the sensation Steve was feeling. Then she showered his balls. Wade didn't ponder any further the psychological aspect of this new phenomenon. As far as he was concerned, whatever the reason, it was good for the business.Wade placed the "prison" assignment sheet face down on the works in progress pile, entered the pertinent information into his computer, and checked out the next fantasy request sheet.Martha C., a 50ish white woman, gray hair, blue eyes, 5' 3" tall, married. It was a thirtieth anniversary present from the hubby. Seems the old gal had heard. So I decided to do something unthinkable. I’d swallow my long held pride and ask my older brother for the money to fix Richard’s car!You see, it wasn’t called abuse when I was 14 ; that age-old pedo-sex ritual was coyly referred to as ‘being interfered with’ and Brad was twenty-one when he first started on me. He was also engaged to be married to a respectable business woman!But Brad rewarded me with a dollar or so; saying we were special buddy’s; that he was my ‘sugar daddy’. As I got older.