Vague recollections of the previous night in the Temple of Baphomet returned to me, but it took me a moment to convince myself they were not some feve...ish, drunken wet dream, brought on by whatever was making my head throb like that. But no, congealed spunk oozing slowly from my arse didn't happen after a mere dream.That was one intense fuckfest! I got hard just thinking of what Hashim and I had done together. He really delivered on that promise to show me pleasure beyond any I had experienced.. With my arse still glowing and stinging, and my face stained with tears where I had cried like a baby under the cane, I was led on all fours, leashed, by the two women to whatever fate awaited me next. Though I had spent several times already, my cock soon became rigid again as I watched the rears of the two gloriously dominant women striding before me, taking me on to my next punishment. After we had walked the length of a plush corridor, the two smiled at each-other and I was brought to. He'd obviously worked with him before."Sarah, just?" Dad started. "Just don't take anything he sayspersonally." O...Okay," I replied nervously. I didn't like how much they seemed todislike working with the photographer."Follow me," Max said and then turned to walk down the hall.Dad and I followed, and we eventually entered one of the studios. Therewere a lot of people there, more than at the last photo shoot. There wasalso a tall, skinny, bald man who seemed to be yelling at everybody atthe. She went to her dresser and opened the bottom drawer, the one she only rarely used. Inside was her assortment of sex toys - dildoes, bottles of Astroglide and the harness she had only used once before in her life. She quickly fitted it around the bottom part of her body and the erection was pressured into her lower abdomen, where the pressure of the harness would assure that her hard cock wouldn't be seen or even noticed by anyone.Returning to the bathroom she began applying her makeup, brushed.