"She's got a profile?" You have a profile," K said. "This is you now. For the next few weeks."K explained to me that she had other responsibilities th...t had to becaught up on. She told me that she would return to check up on Cindy ifpossible. There were some basic instructions she wanted me to follow:places to go, places to avoid in the clinic; days to stay in the room andothers when she wanted me out and about and visible. The spray for mythroat couldn't be abused--once a day maximum, and. She felt like she was on the verge of being torn in half when the pulling thankfully stopped. Like the unremembered games of her previous visit, she knew there was more to come but she couldn’t remember what. She also knew that the helplessness she felt, and the knowledge that thousands could watch her as she wantonly humped the air, desperate to cum with the ever building arousal, only served to fuel her need to be fucked until she couldn’t think, couldn’t remember anything but how good it. (Like it was my fault he has been away for ages)My hole feels empty, and I take the opportunity to tidy myself up, have a mouthwash and a drink and stretch my aching legs / ankles.The roasting was repeated, but by a guy who unloaded in my mouth very very quickly and my master, being unable to cum yet, which was a shame, as I was thrusting back on him in an urge to take his (condomed) load but he was still a great fuck!I'm then taken back to their car, to be (I thought) taken back to my car, and. There were two men and two women who were absolutely torturing this guy and at least one other person who took the pictures. My cock was stirring and tenting my shorts as I assembled the pictures in what I felt was chronological order. This guy was held by the two guys as his clothes were cut with a large hunting knife, and torn away by the two naked women the rest of the images were hard to make out but it looked as if the two women were holding this guy as the two men took turns fucking him.