You barely register the subtle bite of the nipple clamps as they close nor do you note the wires connecting to the small box now strapped around your ...tomach and further connected to the bands around your pulsating erection. She pushes a chair in front of you, it is an elegant yet obscene affair. A heavily brocaded turn of the century ladies wing back chair with phallus mounted in the center. “Do you like my chair?” She asks, “I designed it myself”. After placing a delicate table next to her. He told me told me that he was going to give me the strap on my hands; six hard strokes on each hand until I am crying again and then he would have me suck his cock while I was still crying. I was so aroused and wanted him so bad that I would agree to anything he said, so I just nodded yes. I knelt and held out my hands, he was quick to smack one and I pulled it away, he barked at me not to pull away or move them in anyway or I would get double. I knew he meant business when he says double so I. My cock slid in and out vigorously and with purpose, I could feel her hard clit against my cock with each thrust, I wanted to make her cum so bad. But with her moaning it was turning me on too much and with her occasional “Oh Sir fuck me, fuck me” in between breaths, I knew I wouldn't last long like this, trust me no guy who's honest would. I slowed to a stop, my cock buried deep in her pussy. “What's wrong?” she asked… “Nothing, just don't by to cum yet” she smirked and said “I want you to cum. Her hair had been pulled out of her bun and dropped out her neck. "ugh this thing doesn't work!" she shouted as she tossed the vibrator to the floor. she kept her hands at her side for a moment. I was almost disappointed she stopped but no sooner than i had started thinking about leaving her hands started to explore her body her left hand cupped her right breast and her other hand traveled down to her pussy. had i just thought of my little girls vagian as a pussy? i had to be going crazy!.