” “This one has thorns,” Ryan laughed. “I’ll say, but you know the prettiest roses always have the sharpest thorns,” Xav answered, crypt...cally. Somehow, without my awareness, Xav had scooted closer to me, and now, his hard thighs were pressed against mine. I was about to move away, but Ryan chose to sit on the other side of me, even closer than Xav. I was surrounded by the intoxicating aroma of pure maleness. My head was spinning. I wanted to be mad, but Xav had already begun to wear my. We had received some from people without any photos on their profile, some offering less money than Barb hoped to get for a nude photo session and then she said..."Oh fuck! I want to check out their profile before I read you the reply."Barb opened up a profile from an older couple that lived in the Chinatown neighborhood which wasn't far from Barb's apartment and she wanted us to look at their photos with her so we say next to her. They had almost five hundred photos and many of them were edgy. What have I done? Please let me get out of here: grab the camera and run, run, run.I could feel the cord being tied being released from my penis. Then still in a stupor, I felt my hands being tied tightly together over my head. The two women manhandled me off the table and pulled me over to a doorway. My arms were pulled unresisting over my head and secured to a hook high on the doorframe. No chance of pulling free. Another piece of cord secured each ankle to the doorframe holding my legs wide. I daren’t ask anything, since it was not to big, and i didn’t feel very uncomfortable. He looked at my face, and said gently ?It’s called ginger, my love. you will get it soon enough.? Then he took a bowl of ice cubes and said ?Count for me, will you.? ?Yes, Master? i said. ?One? two? three? fo?.?. Then i felt an unbearable burning in my ass and on my clit. That was what the ginger rout was for. I wanted to cry, but He looked at me and i realized that i stopped counting. ?Four?. ?My sweet.