Next the fucking machine and the vibrator came to life and, since she wasn’t gagged for the first time since arriving, she cried out in both pain an... pleasure as together they drove her to countless orgasms, leaving her unable to do anything but whimper, ‘please.’ She didn’t even know what she was begging for any more. Was she begging for it to stop or to never end? He shut off the machines and untied her as he also shut down the live feed. The rest was just for them. He gently led her over to. I heard her laughing. She suddenly hissed:“Are you in a hurry, dear Victor…?”I did not recognize that voice; but her sultry tone made me get hard again. I had no idea about who could be that woman…I then tried to look through the hole, but she blocked me with her body. She laughed again, asking me if I got curious…I tried to take a peak again, but now I found a very nice shaven pussy lips blocking the view.“C’mon, Victor… do not make me wait or tease…you bastard!”My cock got even harder as I. She hoped there wouldn’t be as much this time. She no longer felt guilty ... no longer needed to punish herself. She felt free for the first time in her life.She kissed it, this fabulous thing she was allowed to love, part of the man she was allowed to love. His sisters had done this. She wondered if she could banish their memory, and then decided that it didn’t matter.Nathan groaned as he watched his thick, white penis begin to slide between dark, wide lips. His hands went to her head. He was. However, perhaps I can be more. Might I humbly suggest, you accept this poor woman as your loyal knight?" My knight?" The Princess giggled. Not a mocking giggle, but a genuinely happy one. Heather stood up."Yes, my Lady. Your knight, servant and protector, sworn to your service." You don't have a sword."Heather looked around. It was forbidden to move without permission, but she ignored that. Moving across the room to the fireplace, she grabbed the iron poker. She turned to the girl, rod held in.