“This will be a mess,” the duke sighed, shaking his head. “Already, they are waking up.”Around me I could see blinking faces trapped in the st...cks. Men and women groaning, shuddering. Some coughed. Others cried. Shouts rose. Wood rattled. They fought to break free, their feet digging into the ground.“I’m glad I could be a pain in your ass,” I said.“How droll,” he said. “I see Aingeal still maintains the same quality of companionship as before.”My hand drifted down to my short sword.Energy. ‘Yes, I have to go for the slightly smaller ring sizes,’ and reeled off a finger size. ‘Why do you know that?’ ‘Just a good memory, and dealing with buying a ring mail order and found it didn’t fit, it had to go a couple of sizes smaller.’ ‘Makes sense.’ ‘Anyway I’ve finished in the bathroom.’ Mike whizzes to the bathroom. He toilets, showers, cleans his teeth, and shaves, then joins Sarah back in the bedroom. He thinks back to their previous night and the wonderful wakeup he had. As he had. "Do you wanna see my fingers on my pussy? Do you want me to jack off for you?"He nods, his face blushing as I spread my legs a little further, and my hand pushes away the panties. I run one finger against my slit, moaning as I come up to my clit."It's so good. My finger feels so good on my pussy. My cunt is so hot, so wet, and it's all just for you. You wanna feel it don't you? You want that gorgeous cock of yours running up in this tight pussy don't you? I know I want to feel it. You hear that. “Ohhhh! ... whip him as though to the rope girls ... show him how much you relish it!...” Her moans, and the sound and cut of the whips as the youthful dominants obliged in a frenzy of sadistic spite, took Creed to the epitome of masochistic defeat as the balls he was to lose while displayed on high, signalled their own obligation to pay homage to that darkest pleasure. The mature woman saw his pathetic urgency as she rode his defeat into a tremendous orgasm, managing just one more taunt before.