She began begging us to do something, anything to her swollen pussy. We were still silent, but we obliged her request by removing her thong and simult...neously rubbing her pussy with our fingers for the next few minutes. She was now having constant small orgasms making her legs and tummy quiver with each rush. When she could take it no more, we started taking turns kissing and sucking on her very swollen clit while continuing to massage her body with our hands. At this point, we both removed our. Whenever I wrote an erotic scene, I had an image of her in my mind. When I wrote dialogue between two lovers, I thought of the discussions we used to have, and the way the two main characters in 'The Princess of Fire' had interacted. Regardless of how much I tried to put her behind me even time did little more than dim the memories; they never went away.The one calming influence in my life was a dog that I acquired quite by accident. She was an Irish Setter; even in my choice of pets I leaned. I showed and explained the hogtie to him, mentioning how I liked that position the best because it offered a lot of variety.I then walked over to my roommate’s lofted bed. The bottom bar to the frame ended up at about neck-height. I walked over and stood with my legs slightly spread, facing away from the bed.“For a strappado tie, you’d tie my arms together behind my back, and then attach them to something high, like the bottom of this bed, forcing me to bend over. Then you can do whatever. That demon cock he had been obsessed with ever since he got the picture of it from Phil. Within ten minutes he was bouncing up and down on more than half of the impressive fuck stick. Steve groaned in pleasure as Phil wrapped his arms under his legs picking him almost off the 6.5 inch fuck meat, before letting Steve drop back down to the g****fruit-sized cum-filled balls. Steves body shuddered with pleasure as he allowed himself to be fucked by Master Phil. Every nerve in his body fired.