Belong. To. Me. The sooner you accept your place the easier your life may become. Now quit your snivelling and shut that cockhole, or it'll get the ga... again"You turn to the camera and start talking quietly to the viewers."This is going to be the last scene for the evening. At the end I'll be fitting this toy with her permanent collar. It is made of thick black leather, reinforced with a steel belt similar to a tire. Once fastened the only way to remove it is with a cutting device. I'm now. .. And that’s what she was getting -- greater lengths! Kanye’s limited experience with porn didn’t tell him that he was pushing Lucille beyond the pale -- frankly, it wasn’t as if he’d had the occasion to put a tape measure up against his dick to determine how long it was. Choking and gagging seemed to be expected -- and Lucille hadn’t backed off to vomit or anything. If she’d put up anything resembling serious resistance, he would have backed off. But more and more of Kanye’s ebony shaft. I stifled a groan and quickly shoved my coat across my lap so she wouldn’t see the growing bulge there. Too obvious. She noticed me move it and a little smile flashed across her lips. I pressed my forehead to the glass and stared out into the darkness, stomach churning. “Johnny?” “What, Pen?” I asked, voice wavering. I silently cursed myself. She slid her hand into my lap and pressed her palm to my stiff cock. I gasped. “Shh, everyone’s sleeping, remember.” “Pen, what are you ‒ ” She pressed. This is the way it was in Tahiti, they would eventually choose their mates like we have.” “Ricky’s OK with it, I’ve got him sorted.” Emma replied somewhat smugly. “No you haven’t, I’ve talked with him. They tolerate our relationship Emma. Sarah only wants me and Ricky you. What we have is an addiction to each other; to sex. We could break it if we chose to.” “That’ll be the day!” Emma laughed knowingly. “Buddy Holly” “What?” “He sang ‘That’ll be the Day'.” “There you go getting all tan….