It was not a scream of pain. Just as The Owner had predicted, Slave X27 was screaming out in orgasm as she hung above the tanks which had broken her.... The audience drowned out her screams and moans with thunderous applause. The stage hands, still keeping the boom high in the air, rolled the mechanism off stage with the slave still thrashing in orgasm beneath the boom. = = = = =The lights on stage went down and the light on Deborah came up. The Owner walked over and stood next to her. Her. "Hold on, Mr. Bryant, wait. I need some tissue or something." "I can't, I'm going to blow. Damn it; use your mouth if you can’t find anything else!" He could feel his load rising and knew it his orgasm was going to be a big one.She was desperate, not knowing what to do. Thoughts raced through her head."Almost," he cried.Flustered by the situation she found herself in, without really realizing she was doing it, Sarah continued to stroke him and squeeze. She brushed her long hair back away from. When he moved to roll his chair to the bedroom, he saw the photographs still lying on his lap. He looked through them again until he got to the color print. His chest felt tight, but it didn’t make him break down again. He put it on the bottom again, before it got to him. He shoved with his foot, until an end table was within reach, and put the sheaf of prints there.He was astonished to sense Erica’s presence almost immediately as he got into the bedroom. He could hear her breathing. He. “Do you know what’s going on, Kate?”“I think so. Remember when you told me about the fun you had with that lady in the sauna? She was horny, acting like she could smell Demie’s scent on you, but you were certain that wasn’t possible.”I thought back. What was that woman’s name? Ah, Vicky! “Yeah, that was weird. It’s related?”Kate looked back and forth between us. “I’d been keeping a close eye on the both of you, and your unique energies, before you found me in your closet. I think due to the.