I tried to mutter something to him, a plea of help, but he continued to face fuck me. Without warning, he let go of me, my body dropped to the bed, an... my head bounced off the mattress. I lay still for a moment, trying to regain my breath. Then panic overcame me. I reached up to my blindfold and began clawing at it. It was on much tighter than I had thought. I tried to pull my legs away, by they were fastened in place. That’s when I felt her. Her hands on mine. They were soothing, and I. I continued further using small fast kisses and reached the trimmed hair of her pubis. ‘Go down, slave, and worship my pussy!’ Mistress said this with moaning voice. ‘Yes, Mistress!’ I crawled on the bed. I had a painful erection by this time but there was no other choice for me but to lie on my belly with my cock pressed against it. I felt my cock to throb between my stomach and the bed. But the most important think was in front of my face. The pussy of my Mistress! It was one warm flower wet. ." She trailed off. "That's right, no one did. So now you've cum twice, and I still haven't at all. How is that fair?" "It's not, master. Please let me make it up to you?" "I'll consider it, but you do realize I'm going to have to punish you, right?" "Yes master." Now here's where my plan will hopefully work. In the 7 years we've been together, we've come close to trying anal, but she's always chickened out, or I've almost made it in and the pain becomes too much for her, or something. In any. He could hear distant traffic and trains.On the main road, a group of girls sped by screaming and laughing at pedestrians.What was with Habibah now? Paul was going to get very firm with her when thislatest game was over. He had fallen asleep bunched-up against a wall, and woke to the early-morningtropical sun burning through the bars. The cell was horrendous. No bed, notoilet, just concrete. The floor and walls were smeared with faeces. An armyof cockroaches went about their business oblivious.