When Rick nodded, she pointed at two particularly stout rings andsuggested that they would be appropriate for those bondage devices. Ricktook a caref...l look at them and agreed that they would be easily accessedand strong enough for any of their slaves. He said, "It would likelyhold me!" They laughed as they knew there was no chance of finding Ricklocked in one of those wrought iron cages.Dinner was outstanding and for a change, the slaves were allowed to dinefrom chairs beside their. The elevator doors swung open and I was immediately taken in by the upscale atmosphere of the penthouse. A black leather couch sat in front of a 100 inch plasma TV. The kitchen was filled with new stainless steel appliances and granite countertops. A pool table sat in one corner and a Jacuzzi in another. Most impressive of all, the main wall of the room was made of glass, and overlooked the glowing Las Vegas strip. Victoria led me to the couch and playfully shoved me onto it. “So here’s the. That was great. Whew!" Now, big brother, I want you in here," as I patted my pussy lips."But you aren't on the pill, are you?" Oh, no, do you have any condoms?" No, but I can get some tomorrow. Okay?" Mmm, yeah, but that about this lovely hard-on you have here?" Yeah it is ready, isn't it?" Would a blowjob make it happy?" You're kidding, right?"Some of my girlfriends give blowjobs; they talk about it all the time. How great it is, how guys go crazy, how it feels to have him spurt his warm cum. PLEASE HAVE MERCY. MERCCCCCCYYYYYYY.”That was finally enough to stop my furious thrashing. Rachel was bawling now, but what surprised me were the tears I felt welling in my own eyes. I dropped the cane against the ground. “You want mercy?” I stroked the welts across her ass, grabbed a cheek and shook it, eliciting more pained cries from her. “You come into my house, shove a picture of my late wife in my face, and then ask for mercy.” The anger was bubbling back up and I raked my fingernails.