He shouted at her that she was only his bitch and that he was only loaning her to Herbie and Louie.Now he had her fastened to the table. He took out o... his bag a kind of harness contraption. He hooked it around her head and fastened it behind her head. It had hooks that pulled at the corners of her mouth, pulling her mouth way, way open. He pulled the face harness taught.Karl was pleased. “Look, you guys, the bitch is ready now. Look at what we can do.”Kristen was drooling now copiously with. After what seems like a never ending kiss, Tiffany steps back and looks down at my throbbing cock. She licks her lips at the sight of precum trickling from the slit. Going to her knees Tiffany slowly strokes the rigid, veiny shaft with both hands.“I will relieve my big boy as long as you do not masturbate until I tell you.”“Thank you, Tiffany, I will wait until told.”Releasing her hold on my cock, Tiffany sits back on her heels and removes her shirt.“Unhook my bra and remove it, Mr. Blake.”My. The other end of the binding went over the far end of the table and bound to the floor. Both her ankles were tied to the table legs, far apart. Behind her stood that same bountiful teenager from the second photo, naked except for a wide leather strap and what I can only describe as a jutting cock. Yup, a pale coloured six inch long fake cock was attached in some way to the front of the belt, just at right level that a cock would be if she had been a man. The other end of the cock was inside my. His dick grew stiffer and stiffer until it stood on its own without his touching it. Then it seemed to jump as if on command, nodding up and down. My eyes darted upward and I saw his gaze fixed on me. His eyes locked on mine as a smile spread across his face. My heart started pounding. I had never been attracted to another guy. In high school guys took showers together and I sometimes mentally compared the size of my dick to others but I never thought anything else about it. I grabbed my towel.