Satisfied with the result of her cleaning activity I turn back to my coffee and newspaper. A little sip confirms what I have been feeling for some tim... now. I pull her up by her hair as far as her strained clitoris allows and take hold of her right nipple, pulling it over my cup. I like my coffee hot and a quick downward pull lets her feel that I?m very satisfied with the coffee this morning. It?s still hot and steamy as her little moan of pain can attest as I dip her nipple into my cup. It?s. We met many special enthusiasts; I might almost call them fanatics. Themajority of them had been life long corset wearers; often disappointedwith the quality of work turned out by our competitors, and they came toour shop with precise requirements. We developed a special circle offriends, and always made a point of taking a great deal of time andtrouble to please them. Some of them would call in for a chat or check-up, and a few took their annual holidays in our town as a way of keepingin. Forgive me, Master.”“Oh, just shut the fuck up.” With that he did, indeed stop slapping my ass, and began pounding his ten-inches of hard cock into my ass again. It was enough to drive me onto my stomach. It didn’t stop him for a moment. He just continued to fuck my ass. He was grunting at each stroke. I knew he was close to spewing his cum load again. Then he drove his cock into one last time. I felt the spurts of cum filling my ass.I began to feel his cock beginning to ease out of my cunt.. “Time enough for that later,” Arakel said. Treck’s eyes opened and he looked at the steel-covered necromancer. Lym, however, merely continued her work on Treck’s cock, sliding her unpainted lips further down.“So ... are we expecting company,” Treck asked, his voice strained as he tried not to fill Lym’s mouth with his seed.“Yes. Three of the Ryu-Sincar seem to have followed me,” Arakel stated, and that caused Lym’s head to come up, letting Treck’s shaft bob in the air.“How did they follow you,”.