I can feel my stiffness growing in my pink plastic panties. I feel the butt plug inside me. In the full-length mirror to my left, I can see my short, ...heer, pink plastic dress, with matching bonnet and booties. I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind me. I can see the chains the shackle me to my chair. So maybe I'm just a crybaby.After all, I've dreamed of surrendering all control and responsibility to a cruel, impossible-to-please temptress, and. We even planned for outings to have fun but she was just scared to roam in our own city because of her relatives might see her. We keep on postponing the dates to have a nice fuck but we had few romance sessions in one closed shop near complex kissing also used to press and suck her boobs and finger fuck her pussy.Here comes my friend Ajay (not so looking guy and fatso and blackish but a very good person) I just introduced her to my best friend and they started chatting, meeting and all. He. "This is supposed to be a warning to you to stop meddling where you aren't wanted. They're mad that you exposed Senator Pratt like you did. They know you did it. They controlled him with the threat of exposure, but you took their leverage away." He moaned, "Oh Jesus Christ I hurt."Ruby flinched at the memory. She recognized Pratt from her days with Bob. He was one who liked to beat up on whores. Ruby sent an anonymous letter to Henry and told him where to find whores Pratt had abused. Guilt. At first whilst sensual it wasn’t sexual however having given her a chance to drink the fragrant beverage Alasdair then moved his caresses to her breasts and pussy. Gently touching them for a few seconds before moving elsewhere. It was both teasing and erotic and before long she was quite excited.Magda took a final drink and put down her cup before pulling Alasdair’s head towards her and kissing him deeply. It was a prolonged encounter like nothing she had experience before as her only other.