"Now,lick my hand clean."I hesitated, not sure about it, but then figured what's one more load?And licked Don's hand clean."Alright Chuck, let's get o...t little cunt here, home." Don ran his overmy ass and legs again.Chuck pulled out and drove home, he flipped on the radio, since no oneseemed to be talking. I was tired to the point of exhaustion, and readyto get undressed and take off my heels. My feet were pretty tired.As we got closer to my house, Don turned down the radio, "Okay my. Though still hairless, at least I no longer looked like I had the penis of a five-year-old. As her gaze shifted upward, her eyes caught mine, and I noticed that the steely, fierce intensity of rage had gone. Her eyes now seemed somewhat softer, smokier perhaps, but clearly the rage was not long gone. "Is thinking about my panties doing that to you?" she asked again gesturing toward my cock. "Yes, I guess so." I said as I absentmindedly began to reach for my dick. "Don't you EVEN think about. When the stranger left and gave her the command that she could cum if she wanted to, the blonde girl took full advantage of it and let all of her pent-up frustrations gush out in a whirlwind of rapture. Now, being bound as she was, all she could really do was to think and speculate on what the stranger's plans for her were. Every scenario she came up with involved her being a slave like this for a very long time.She tugged once again at the rope hobbled lashed to the foot of the bed. Of course,. It was just for a second and I gathered my senses to realize I was being carried into the shower. With all three of us in the shower, there was little room but I was sandwiched between these two olive skinned muscular hard-bodied men and in heaven. They both proceed to wash me all over not missing any nook and cranny and although totally depleted I felt the urges coming back all over myself again. They rinsed all the soap off me and it was my turn to wash their beautiful bodies. I started with.