Mrs. Wilkins had been a counsellor a long time, and she immediately recognized the difference in tone and even his method of describing the events.She...looked him squarely in the eye, "Kyle, I was with you okay until this last part, but I know, as sure as I know my name, that there is more to this story. You didn't just 'help' them. Tell me the rest of it."Reluctantly, Kyle told her more of the details. "Well, two of the men were badly hurt. They had broken bones, they were bleeding, and they. After his spasming subsided i placed the cylinder in its upright position. Even before his cumm had completely gathered at the bottom I could tell it was an impressive display. I needed to compare his cum to anothers, so I ordered Tony to cease his fucking and come closer to me. Tony withdrew his huge cock from Wendy's cunt in order to comply. Placing himself before me I asked him if he was ready to cum. Without waiting for an answer I began to suck his wet cock. Using my own considerable. I had to get somepantyhose- the one pair of hers I had attempted to put on had turnedinto a disaster. I wondered if they still had them in packages likewhen I had looked at my Mom's- those had a weight and height guide onthem. I worried how people would look at me while in that section, butnoticed that there were a couple of men in there. I didn't know whythey were there, but it gave me the courage to go over there.I went first to where I saw rows of pantyhose and tights. I could seethat. " I noticed MistressChris smile discretely, and knew she was pleased with my answer.Mistress Rachel took Chris's hand in hers and led her into theliving room while Slave and I followed obediently.The living room was one of those large rooms associated withmansions of the late nineteenth century. Sitting on the couches andfine leather chairs were two Masters and two more Mistresses. Theirstatus was instantly apparent since they were all dressed in blackleather outfits and comfortably seated..