I felt a sort of half hearted smack, but nothing else for a minute or so, then she leant over me and whispered in my ear, do you trust your Mistress? ... replied yes, I trust my Mistress, she said good boy. She moved off me then I felt her spread my bum cheeks, then a cold, wet and slimy hard object was pushed against my um hole, she was going to fuck me! I felt her insert her vibe into my arsehole, slowly at first, but soon it was fully inside me and she pumped it in and out of my tight man. I couldn’t believe my good luck and the pre-cum was copious.I was ordered to get on the bed. Really a crude four-poster with a sheet of pressed board on top. Three hard ¾ meter square cushions were placed where my ass would be and I lay on them. This forced my groin area high into the air. My arms were securely tied with a soft cloth that had been torn into strips. My legs were forced apart to 120 degrees and tied in a similar manner both at the knees and ankles. I could wriggle a bit but only. When Gabrain reached the bottom of the slope Scott started his own run but found that his journey through time had done nothing to improve his own abilities. He hardly managed twenty yards before he fell over and heard his young King laughing hysterically at his misfortune.They spent another couple of hours skiing down the hill; Scott gratified that the continued practice helped him improve considerably. Gabrain carried on as he had begun and declared himself a lover of skiing. They took a. He would subconsciously respond to them when they posed a question to him about how they were doing but he was mainly focus on Ashley. So there he lay, cock bulging, face still red, and praying to god that his mother would not instruct him to flip over so they could practice relieving his chest muscles. Surely his life would be ruined if that occurred especially since it would not be clear the cause of his raging boner. They might assume it was Frank, the guy working on him now who was a.