.. my breasts... my nipples... they were rock hard. I started to turn. I wanted to run. This was a mistake. I was now facing Mr. Tsing... and the clas.... I was naked. Everyone was seeing me. There was nowhere to hide.I walked awkwardly toward Mr Tsing, trying to see only him. He looked at my eyes with seeming empathy. 'Ok, ' he said 'turn a bit to your right. that's it. Turn your head to the left a bit... ' as he gently pushed my cheek with his hand. I kept my eyes looking at him as I turned my. He blew a huge load of cum down my throat and on my face. Cum was everywhere. I had never seen so much cum. My wife helped my clean up his mess and she cum kissed me with a big mouthful of jizz. Tim all of a sudden got up and told us he had to leave. My wife asked if he was sure and wanted to know if he wanted to stay and cum again. He told us no, but thanks very much. He grabbed his cloths and left the bed room. Moments later we heard to door close and Tim was gone. My wife said that I. Two slotted posts with planks between them, each cut out in a half circles big enough for the prisoner’s neck and wrists. Currently, it was empty. “It’s perfect. Custom made for whores, kitty.” Laura’s voice was cruel, her grip on my hair even crueler as she unhooked the leash from my collar and forced me to bend over until my neck was resting in the center cut out. I felt a stab of panic, struggling uselessly as the reality of my situation set in. Locked in place, my ass and cunt available for. I felt the goose bumps I always felt when he caressed my breasts. When the tingling reached my groin, I began to press my hand against his chest, not to push him away but to caress him as though he had the breasts of a girl and I was the guy. We could hear one of the women talking about the various methods she used to get the men to give her money, and we looked at the screen from time to time, but we were concentrating on each other.I felt Billy's hand move tentatively to my stomach, just.