In the dark, she slowly penetrated herself.When the vibrator would go in no further, she held it in place with her left hand while she scrabbled for t...e tape with her right.This was thetrickiest part.She began winding the tape around her large thighs and the end of the vibrator, trying to create a sticky web that would hold the sextoy in place unaided.The difficulty was increased by trying not to snare any of her pubic hair - a type of pain that Amanda did not enjoy.When shewas confident that. It was heaven - once it started to flow, I just stood there with myeyes half closed, pissing away and getting that marvelous feelingof relief you get when you've been wanting to go for some time.When finally I finished I put the box down on the floor and shookthe last drops out of my cock, then struggled to get my shorts upagain."Very nice!", the guy said conversationally, as if it was the mostnatural thing in the world. "Very nice - one of the best cocks I'veseen for some time, and those. There was much concern from everyone especially Bullion’s owner, Ken. He buzzed and fussed around me apologizing over and over. Dave squeezed himself beside me in the shower, washing me tenderly, especially all the scratches, some quite deep and bleeding from the dog’s claws.When this was done I was laid carefully as if I was a china doll upon the bed and first aid was applied to my wounds.Ken admitted this was not the first time Bullion had attempted this but it definitely would be the last.. “What has my slut been doing in my absence?” she asked quietly as she picked up the remote control.I had purposefully left one of the videos on pause as I knew that this was what she expected of me. “I was, I mean, I was just,” I stuttered as my face blushed uncontrollably. “You were just what?” she replied as she spotted the DVD case strewn on my leather sofa with the title ‘Humiliated Sissy Sluts’ clearly visible. Picking it up, her eyes returned to the TV screen as she pressed the play.