I stepped forward, rested my hands over his body, and gently pushed him back to bed. He sat down at the edge as I reached the hand cream, pouring some...in my hand. I grabbed his penis while sitting on it, facing him, and placing the tip on my hole. I was kneeling as I rested my body over his dick, letting it penetrate me until I was fully seated—my hands behind his neck, his hard rock penis inside me. I started moving my ass, drawing circles, up and down, forward and backward. Bryan moaned, and. There was a look of delight on her face as she secured it tightly around his sac. Katjia, leaned over him, her generous breasts swaying under her, almost tumbling out of her tight basque. “I note you appreciate what you see.” Said Katjia. “Soon these feelings will disappear as your castration takes effect, and you become accustomed to your eunuch status. Your wife is looking forward to taking control of your training as her emasculated house slave.” She fumbled amongst a bag of instruments,. "Meet?" she gasped. "Like, what do you mean?"I laughed at her worry."No one there bites, at least not until they get to know you. We have some friends that are having a party tomorrow night. If you came to our house tonight, we could probably convince my wife to go. We would just go to meet people. I know that we can tell our friends that you are new to the lifestyle, and they would let us show you around for a bit. You would meet some nice people, and maybe get to see a thing or two. My wife. All four of the women would like to relieve some of their feelings by hitting back at this man. I counted off on the women and said for them to be sure to remember their number. “Remember, Ladies, you may do whatever you like to this man as long as you do nothing that keeps him from answering questions.” I stared at the women until they all agreed to follow my guideline.The first question was a simple one to the captive: “What is your name?” I got the standard answer from the man, so I pointed.