Clark sat up straighter in his chair. “My factory, now threatened to be destroyed by ne’er–do-wells and malcontents, is all I have left of my fo...tune. I tried to better myself by marrying my son into the nobility, but all I achieved was bankruptcy and the death of my son.” He abruptly stopped speaking and looked at me closely. “Greenaway you say? I’m sure I know that name.” He shook his head, as if trying to jolt free the knowledge from his memory, and then continued with his tale. “The war. With the ropes I began to tie Sethy’s legs to the chair legs from just below the knee to just above the ankle. When I finished Sethy’s legs were spread open about 2 feet. Her gorgeous cunt was fully exposed. With her wrists bound behind her it caused her to throw her shoulders back and her tits forward, like she was presenting them for inspection and appreciation. “One last thing” I said as I walked back to the suitcase. I reached in and pulled out a ball-gag and handed it to Celia. “Celia,. " C'mere Chu" Elena motioned for Chu to come next to me on the other side. Chu slid up next to me and I put my arm around her. I loved having them snuggled up against me on each side but it felt weird to be sitting there between them having just spewed cum all myself, especially as was still running down my chest sticky and wet. Elena reached over and playfully rubbed it all over me. We sat there for a few minutes in silence while Elena gently cupped and caressed my balls. Then she slid down. No spoken words are necessary. You lift me easily. Agonizingly slowly we meld, I want so badly to push down hard on you, have you fill me completely, but I see how hard you are fighting for control, and the tease in me takes over, stopping my decent, holding myself there, sliding down another inch and pausing, continuing my self-inflicted torture until you are buried in me. God. My eyes close, my back arches, I revel in the moment, lost in a torrent of physical feelings and emotional chaos. So.