Shelves on one side provided storage for a large amount of rope in varying thicknesses and colors. On the opposite side, the shelves held vibrators o... every imaginable description, from fingertip teasers to a vibrating strap-on – as well as a large bottle of lube. The middle of the cabinet was devoted to riding crops, leather flails, shackles, and a few things she couldn’t even identify, all hanging from hooks that displayed them artfully. Several drawers at the base promised other. ”“Where do you get together for these wanking sessions and are there other wanking buddies that join you?” I asked still pulling slowly at his cock.“We normally do it in the old abandoned horse stables next door, and yes J and Dave and Rick normally come along. Rick has the biggest cock twice as thick and twice as long as our small cocks.” he said.“Does Rick let you wank his big cock and does he come?”“Yes sometimes he gets two of us to wank him and he just lies there. He never wanks our small. She was dancing with her friend on the dance floor, I noticed a Pakistani lad checking her out. I new she wouldn't get off with him, so when she came back to the table to take a drink of her vodka and red bull, I told her that he was checking her out, she laughed and said I bet he is. I dared her to flirt with him, she said no, that she was a little scared he mite try something she didn't like. I told her not to worry as I was here to break it up and tell him to go away whenever she wanted.. Almost peaceful save for the staggering creatures walking, limping, or crawling across the ground waiting for the doors to the cottage to give way or the walls to crumble down. The door has broken open, I will not cry, I will not scream. Their hands grip my arms and I’m sure your skull, still bearing my gnaw marks, lies forgotten upon the straw floor of the cottage. Their bodies smell of must and decay, flesh hanging in flaps. Some are missing eyes, some whole chunks of their bodies. The worst.