On her knees with her hands behind her back, in nothing but her panties. I walk around her examining her. "You are dressing very skimpily today, aren'... you slut?" "Yes Master." She starts to stutter, "m-may I suck your cock Master?" First undress me you cocksucking slut." Yes Master." She doesn't even hesitate and she is undoing my pants hastily. Once she gets my pants off she takes my throbbing dick in her hands and just start sucking HARD. It was heavenly, she has never sucked my dick like. ”“Whatever you want, love,” I breathed out. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I was screaming at myself, “Whatever you want? Are you nuts? Throw her legs up over her head and fuck her senseless.” I said nothing aloud, however, and returned to my lapping.When she was once again almost thrashing, the pressure of her legs against my back was suddenly gone. “Now,” she said loudly, and I immediately moved forward into the normal position. My prick pressed against her outer lips and I thrust forward. "Get in the back." He ordered.Stacey nervously got out and turned the rear door hatch. As the doors opened the horrendous zipper face of the Mask leered out his muscled arms reaching to grip her wrist. She gave a yelp of fright seeing another figure, a young woman sat in the corner hands tied a cloth sack over her head. The Mask pulled her inside slamming the door shut. She struggled but he bound her hands. The other girl writhed at the sounds till finally Stacey's mouth was taped and a bag put. With his right hand he located my armpit, to further escalate my suffering, as his tickling fingers drove me crazy. Squealing like a child I begged him to stop, and finally, to my great relief he relented. “I think it is time to spray some more fire-squelching agent into your hot arse,” Wes said, before I felt his ample butt spring to life once more. “Does my uptown boy want more of daddies fire retardant?” He asked, continuing before I could answer, “Should I soak your sizzling hole with my.