The belt allowed me to urinate but to shit, I had to beg him and I had to always do my needs in front of him, it was very embarrassing.During menstrua...ion, I was not under the belt, but was not allowed to wear any clothes and had my hands handcuffed in the back. The Master mistreated me then violently and sucked with delight the blood flowing between my thighs, on purpose, he teased his expert tongue my clitoris bloated, .I exploded in massive orgasms. The Master lacked neither imagination nor. “Yes,” moaned the man. “Oh, yes, that's hot and warm.”His cock slid so deep into me. My back arched. My pussy clenched down on the massive dick. Shivers raced through me. The friction ignited my excitement. The gloved hands squeezed so hard on my hips as the man felt the exquisite pleasure of my pussy.“Saphique!” I gasped. “I'm so sorry. I...I...”I came.I came on a man's cock. My pussy spasmed against it. My body shook, arms pulling on the bonds. The ropes bit into my wrist. I convulsed and. She had also learned how to turn to stone. Even while in this state,they were aware of all things that happened around them. Mastress Amalhad used her mental powers to add to the memory of all the monks thatthere were three statues at the foot of Dambalo's idol now, and thatthe new one had been delivered recently. This was a very useful powerindeed.She was taught how to control her musk and hypnotic stare, and how toread the minds of the monks that she pleasured. This was of very greatuse, and. First I went to the rear of the building to check the wiring. I am no genius, but I hope I could find anything obviously out of place. Nothing seemed to be. I sat down with a cup of coffee to relax for the two hours before dinner. I knew he was going to call since Kate made an issue of it, but I wasn’t ready for his call anyway. ‘Hello,’ I said into the phone to stop the trumpets. ‘Well hello there Max, it’s me Martin.’ ‘Yes Irish Martin, What can I do for you Red?’ ‘You can open the gate for.