"I love you, Master", I said. This was permitted.He did not speak. I remained still, awaiting the final stage of my punishment, the fisting. He went o...er to the wall, and removed the fisting harness he had made. It was a studded leather affair, with straps that go around my thighs and hooking under the cheeks of my ass. Four additional straps ran from these loops, two in front and two in back, up to a collar around my neck. Once in place, the straps could be cinched tightly, forcing my ass to. --- "Yes, sir." --- said Lilly. --- "I'm here to help."--- "With the survey." --- said her mom.--- "Survey?" --- said Juan.--- "Yes. The survey you need me to fill out." --- said Lilly, looking at him suggestively.--- "Ah. This survey." --- he said --- "Yes. Ma'am, could you wait here? It won't be long."--- "Yes ..." --- her mother started to say.--- "Officer." --- said Lilly --- "I was wondering if my mom could go to the hotel and rest. And you would drop me off there after we'll be. You could have knocked Jim over with a feather! He’d been fantasizing about making love with Anita for a couple of years, and here she was with the same fantasy! Holy Shit! His mind was threatening to shut down his brain! Dare he pursue this further?“Me? You’re kidding, right? I mean, look at you. You could have any guy you want, and you’re trying to tell me that you get turned on by a broken-down old has-been like me? I don’t get it!”, Jim squeaked with incredulity.Anita wordlessly stood up. " The second floor bathroom was the sound of moaning alright, but not that of its usual occupant, the ghost of a former student known as Moaning Myrtle. Her mouth was otherwise occupied, being wrapped around the thoroughly stiff cock of Ron Weasley, who was providing the soundtrack instead.As hard as it usually was to keep a secret around Hogwarts, Ron so far had managed to keep his little trysts quiet. The prior year, he had been looking for Harry, when instead he found a very annoyed Myrtle,.