...tight corset....and this time Master provided herwith a sheer body stocking.....and 8 inch balletankle boots......she pushed her stockinged feetint... the boots and padlocked them at the ankles...the keys obviously were not with them...Masterhad the keys in his brief case....so once lockedon slut could not take them off....she hopedthat she did not get cramp.... there was also a strange bag made from heavy duty rubbera note on the bed read....slave whore will place herselfinside this bag and. The men suddenly pull out of you and both stand in front you, they untie you from the stool and one man lays on the floor, your told to put your wet pussy on his cock with your ass in the air. As you slide down his cock you feel something hard whack your ass, your turn to see the other man with a ping pong paddle in his hand, he tells you to keep fucking and slaps your ass again and again. Your nearing orgasm when you pulled of the cock and told to stand in the corner. You suddenly notice a. Even after six months it was difficult to believethat he had made me his wife. Our home -- well, his home, technically,as everything was in Jack's name -- was delightful. It had all themodern conveniences, but with a retro look and ambiance. It was as if Itruly was a suburban housewife, at mid-century. I smoothed down my apronand fussed with its ruffled border. Had I forgotten anything?Of course, I had. Silly me. He would be expecting a cold mixed drink assoon as he arrived. And he. Bdsmlibrary.com/stories/story.php?storyid=9766It was the morning after Helen had caught Keri with her piercings and they had spent the rest of the night having amazing sex. Keri was still half asleep, but something inside her pussy started to vibrate. First very slowly, but gradually it became more and more intense. Now somebody was sucking on her left nipple! She opened her eyes and looked right in to Helen’s eyes. Helen smiled, but kept on sucking and nibbling on her nipple for a while. ?Good.