David started to probe her with his tongue and lapped up the tangy, sweet juice she offered. She pulled her legs back and even wider so he could reach...more deeply into her core. David glanced up to see her eyes were closed. She was shaking her head from side to side as she gripped the sheets in her fists.Her clit was out of its hood, and the tiny morsel beckoned David's lips. When he fastened on it, she started thrusting up against his face, and her cries and moans filled the room. It was. One of the boys had a ring on his cock which was connected to his neck-collar.My heavy breasts already showed the signs of my discipline session with Master the night before, along with several red pinch points on my inner thigh where he used an electro-prod (my favourite – The Stinger).“Now the first game is Spin the Plate” said the man who was obviously acting as MC. He had a large metal plate which he spun. “Top means a girl, bottom a boy” Everyone watched it as it slowed down and fell with. I pinched them again, receiving the same response. My hands began roaming over her naked torso, paying special attention to her breasts and nipples. I felt her legs gripping my sides tighter as her speed increased. I began tracing my fingers over her mounds and especially around her areolas. Her nipples got harder and her moans got louder as I assisted her in reaching her goal.Feeling gushes of her release flow over me as she yelped like a playful puppy, her body soon collapsed onto me. Her. She looked grubby and, like me, she was bathed in perspiration. I followed her into a succession of dark tunnels and finally a narrow, stifling crawlspace. I tried to ignore the smell of her body in the confined space, tried not to look at the neat, petite curve of her bum, squeezed into the sweat-moistened nylon as she hauled herself through the stainless steel tube and dropped down into the room beyond. “My place,” she announced finally, throwing herself down on a rickety wooden chair,.