Her lovely breasts and cleavage wereframed by two narrow shoulder straps and the trace of red piping thatwent across the top of the bodice. She had c...rcled her waist with anot-too-wide and not-too-narrow red satin-look belt and the skirt of thedress flared out from the cinching belt to a point just above her kneesand but well below the welt of her seamed stockings. Her stylish redheels were a perfect match for her dress.Lisa stepped into the room and took a few steps to twirl about. The. I quickly called my friend at work and asked if that was the truth. He apologized and said that yes, they were due there today. We spoke for a few more minutes and I turned to see that the two guys were checking me out. I hung up the phone and spoke to the guys. I decided to have some fun. “Sorry about that fellas. I’m just a guest here so I had to be sure.” They smiled and nodded. “Of course, Miss. After all, a girl like yourself can’t be too careful.” I watched them as they began taking. Just relax and let Daddy have your throat.” As he started to ease his dick back down my throat I couldn’t help but start crying again secretly hoping it would make him stop fucking my throat. In and out he fucked my throat harder and harder moaning my name telling me what a good girl I was to make his dick so wet. I just didn’t understand. Who was this man and what did he do with my loving boyfriend. I can take a lot but him fucking my throat with his big dick was way past my limit. I thought. In spite of the pain, I am more aroused than ever. My penis is hard and throbbing. Finally my mistress withdraws the syringe from my rectum and allows me to evacuate. While I am sitting on the toilet, she sees my penis standing straight and tall. “I told you not to get a hard-on,” she rages, “and now you get another spanking.” This time she throws me face down on the bed and proceeds to whip me with the belt from her skirt. I am still gagged so all I. can do is moan in pain. At last her arms.