" I listen to her plead as I move yo my desk, looking for something suitable. All I find is my tv remote, long thin and black. I walk back over and be...ore she can ask what it's for I shove it in her. She groans as it hits the bottom of her pussy hard. Then I climb back on to the bed by her ass, her cheeks are spread due to her legs being stuck behind her head and her sweet hole stands out. I spit on my fingers and rub it around her last opening, tracing my fingertips over the rim before sliding. I worked on the other side of the river and I was able to knock over trees for a mile straight.During the lunch that magically appeared, not only with Mildred and Summer but with Martha as well, I was telling Ezra that I needed to be off tomorrow as I had a lot of family coming in for my wedding. The man scolded me, "You didn't tell me you were getting married Sunday. Hell, I have to be there and I don't know whether my Sunday church suit is clean. Since my Rachel passed, I don't have the ear. I will always come for you. You are mine". I take a moment to calm my nerves and then buckle the fur lined leather cuffs, but I don't lock them to the floor just yet. Under the cuffs I find an enema bottle, an unusual looking butt plug, and a mouth spreader with attached nipple clamps. I take the bottle to the bathroom and prepare my asshole for Your use. When I am satisfied that I'm fully cleaned out, I rub some lube I find in the bathroom on to my rear fuck hole and around the wide plug. It's. She didn't really want to; she knew.Every fantasy was similar. Jenni would struggle against her bonds while the sultan laughed, deep and menacing. While he ravaged her. His lips would bruise, his strong hands would hold her arms to the bed while he painstakingly undressed her, item by item, embarrassing her, exposing her to the night and the rest of the women. She would imagine the feeling of his hard cock against his silken pants, against her swollen skin. The ache of fear, the tingle of.