Weird because of the situation but at the same time nothing felt wrong about it either. She was enjoying the moment and the potential for all kinds of...possibilities to happen. This potency of this moment was making her super horny. She had to masturbate. Chelle was standing over her and lightly brushed over her exposed arsehole, the sensation made her shiver with wanton desire. She liked it and so she arched her back to open and expose her arsehole even more. On seeing this Virgil gave her arse. But make sure you read the seventh part carefully when time comes because it sure isn’t the end for some people!* Two Weeks Later John came into my room. I soon became used to his nightly visits. I had a feeling he was becoming fond of me as well because he seemed to be a lot more sensual instead of just fuck and leave. We started having a lot of fun with foreplay and whatnot and I had a feeling I would miss him more than anything. I would be sad to forget him. He came onto my bed and started. Shesimply nodded. While she continued to suck the handle, I re mounted her andpounded her cunt. Just before I cum up her I pulled out and pressed the whiphandle to one side of her mouth forming a little hollow between her lips andher tongue. I quickly wanked my cock into its first eruption and aimed it todeposit my load against the handle and her lips. A pool of spunk formed justinside her lips. Mind you a lot more went over her eyes, nose and even someinto her hair. Almost as if stirring a pot. A few seconds later they were joined by another. ‘Neil, please come in. I’d offer you a drink but you have work to do. The boy is in the basement. Mr. Patel will show you the way.’ ‘Yes, Your Lordship, straightaway. Thank you again,’ Dr. Neil Swindon-Smythe said as he bowed and allowed the swarthy man to show him to the dungeon. * * * ‘Dungeon’ wasn’t exactly the word Alan would have used to describe the room to which he was confined. It more closely resembled a hospital room, the walls were.