Maggie unlocked the door, entered first, turned to me with her arms opened and said, “I’ve been wondering what kind of kisser you are. ...iss me and let me find out.” I stepped into her embrace. My arms circled her waist. I raised one hand to her shoulder blade. I pressed her body against mine, and she drew my face toward hers, with her arms around my neck. I had to tip my face upwards a bit for our lips to meet. I never liked kisses that felt as if someone was eating your. Unable to see it perfectly all Sirus was able to catch was that it reflected the torch light with a metallic glint. Two guards stepped from the door untied Sirus, and lifted him from the slab. They took him over to a large rectangular frame and tied his arms up to the top most corners. Ropes where then attached to his ankles and tied to the bottom two corners. He cringed as all his weight was placed on his wrist as he hung there. He faced a cold stone wall, with his back exposed to the men. "Turn me over and slap me."When I slapped her pussy the second time she moaned and writhed through an intense orgasm. As she calmed I thrust inside her quickly. I didn't last long but it was just enough to get her off again.I guess my sexual encounters were becoming too standard. When we finished I think she was satisfied. When I removed the restraints she said that she wanted to do it again. As she dressed I watched her wipe up the leftover fluids."I have to go. Please call Emily. I think. “Of course your majesty,” she replied and turned to Denyssa. “Drop the dress girl, or do you need help?” Hassika ordered, sounding dangerously annoyed.“Do as you’re told Denyssa!” Ynerca hissed in her ear and took the short, multiple-string, leather whip from her belt.Denyssa still didn’t move.“Slave, assist!” Hassika commanded, looking at Roban.Roban took Denyssa’s wrists, grinning at her, and lifted them up above her head. Denyssa yelped as her feet left the floor and she helplessly dangled.