I completely surrender myself to wave after wave of orgasms my tormenters are causing. Just as the Greyhound howls with a final push he unloads even m...re hot cum into my now full ass and Long Tom starts his ejaculation down my throat. Swallowing and sucking as hard as I can his cum still manages to come out the corners of my mouth and down my chin. At the same time I feel the dog’s cum leaking out past his pulsing knot and down the crack of my ass to mix with the blood and cum from the previous. But on this day, my cock was throbbing. It had started out like normal, I got there and had to get his big cock into my mouth, but after fifteen minutes or so of trying to drain his balls, I realized it just wasn't going to happen. So I let him start worshiping my cock. On this particular day, he ate my ass clean, hell, I think he licked me from belly button to ass hole at least a dozen times, my cock was throbbing to say the least. But for some reason I wasn't ready to come yet. I had him roll. As soon as the herb took over I went and got my ropes...“Take off all your clothes.” When Jill was naked I handed her an enema kit. “Go use this enema and take a shower when you are done. I want your bowels squeaky clean. You will be punished if I see anything in your ass except my cum.“Yes master!” and she dashed off to the bathroom. I knew it would be a while, so I studied up on my knots. I was a boy scout, but unfortunately they didn’t offer a merit badge in hogtying a sex slave. If they did. Susan told Misty, sharply, that was enough! It was an awkward moment. Misty retreated and told me that she was only k**ding. I told her I knew that. Misty wanted to take a shower and I found a couple towels. I told her I had a washer and dryer and she could wash her clothes if she wanted. Misty said she would appreciate it, she was stinky. She asked me if I had flannel shirt or something she could wear while her clothes dry. I got her a big pullover that seemed long enough. I was getting.