I knew it was probably the backentrance to a bar, but it looked deserted, and right now that was mybest bet. I ran inside and swung the door shut!I st...od in the dim light for a few seconds, listening to the sounds ofpursuit outside, realizing with relief that they hadn't seen me come inhere, then looked around to see where I was.A hallway. To my left, sounds of people and music, to my right, whatlooked like a small room of some kind. Behind me the exit.Not much choice. I went into the small. "Camaro, Master. It's the model of my car," she said."Very good. Now step over here and let's get you ready," he said. He took her to a wooden post that helped support the basement ceiling and first floor. Close to the top of the post there was an iron rod stuck through the post and connected by a chain to each end was a leather wrist cuff. He stood her there facing the post while he attached a leather cuff to each wrist. Her arms were stretched fully but not painfully up over her head. Then he. In celebration and also because of the plans she had made, plans Henry wasunaware of, Virginia had decided she would allow her slave to think he wasabout to come, to bring him close constantly but not allow him to go over theedge. By delaying that welcome orgasm as long as possible, it reminded him of hisstatus and that he depended entirely on her for any sexual relief. She alsoenjoying having him completely at her mercy. It still surprised her how potent the image of restrained and needy. ? He placed it in her mouth and she startedover.? She felt the cock poundingagainst the back of her throat, this one a bit thicker, about as long as the first.? She used the same technique,sucking hard and wiping her tongue along the bottom.? She breathed between every four strokes, taking a quick gaspbefore ramming her face back into his abdomen.?Hole began to feel like her name.?A hole for a cock to fill.? Asemen receptacle.? Her frequentself-loathing began to morph into a feeling of.