My hips rise to meet his thrusts, wanting to take it in me as deeply as possible. I reach up and begin to pull, pinch and twist my nipples, and sudden...y feel the need to please this man. I reach up and pull the blindfold off, turning to get my bearings.I’m lying on the bed and he is standing there next to me fucking me with the vibe, his cock so close to my face. I reach out and grab his ass, pulling him to me. I yank down his drawstring pants, and reach for his gorgeous cock, while he. Nearer. And after a few moments, I lifted myself up on my elbows to see exactly where they were. Big mistake. This time, I was too stunned to swear… ‘Oh shit!’ I heard one of them shout as the rest of them dissolved into raucous laughter. ‘Whoops!’ I couldn’t speak. My nose was throbbing, my mouth full of sand. It felt as though my sunglasses had been rammed into my skull. ‘Hey, are you okay?’ It was the bloke in red shorts again, crouching at my side. ‘I’m really sorry. Bloody Tim–he can’t. It was still very early in the morning and the sun hadn't even made it over the hills to the east. There was still dew on the grass and shrubs and I reveled in being able to lock onto little beads of it as I ran and getting a tiny little popping sound when I yanked the middles out of the beaded water. My preoccupation with the dew drops kept my pace down and I finished late, and without having even worked up a sweat.I went back down to the basement and did some squats and then ran thirty. “Can you remember the instructions I gave you the last time you were here?” I asked, turning my attention back to Marta.“You said we weren’t to play with ourselves, Sir,” and her voice went into a squeak as I pushed my thumb into the crotch of her panties,“And have you been good?”“Yes, Sir.”“And Rosea? Has she been obedient as well?”“As far as I know, Sir.”“Have you?” I snapped, suddenly focussing on the girl across the room.Her response was to take a quick step back and to turn bright red.“Oh.