It was quite a sight; three machines decorating Lisa's immaculate white latex outfit with a near constant spray of red mist. Daphne just hung limp fr...m her wrists, her constant low moans with the occasional wail barely audible over the noise from the machines. Gushes of squirted juices gave away her intense orgasms from the painful stimulation. Lisa was drenched in blood: from her wig to her face, gloves and basically whole outfit she was stained. After three minutes the power tools stopped. She told me now I will teach you. She ordered me to remove my clothes and started to kiss me, now I was getting excited and I held her breast from outside her clothes and pressed them a bit.She told me that her husband never sucked her boobs so I started to suck them her nipples were erect and she said such harder well after some time I put my hand through her trouser and felt her pussy it was wet it was the first time I had touched a pussy in my life and was quiet excited and scared.Now she. Clearly I no longer needed the stimulus of a glossy magazine to maintain my hard cock, the knowledge that what we were doing was wrong being more than sufficient. I enjoyed providing a show for her, moving my hips in tandem with the stroking. Her words of acknowledgement about my size and her general encouragement were having a strong effect. She eased herself from the chair and took up a place on the floor almost within touching distance to improve her view. Whilst I wanted to hold off the. "Dom won't hurt you, Arielle. And he will keep Callista in line, don't worry. He will have a place for us to sleep and we'll get there soon enough. Can you hold on for a bit longer?" Together?" she asked, feeling a thrill of fear at the thought of staying in a room alone in the vastness of this house."If you want, it's what I'd prefer but I didn't want to take liberties." He smiled, his hand coming up to stroke her hair back from her face. He didn't like the paleness of her skin or the dark.