." she twisted the cord, looping it through itself, "stays..." Knot after knot, about an inch apart, Dominica tied a series of little bumps in the cor..., then held the string up in front of her slave... so she could get a good look. Daniella did not know what to say... what to do. She stared at the cord, thinking of knots, thinking of red leather. Then her focus shifted behind the cord, to Dominica's pussy. She began to drool."Good, slave," Mistress said, watching her slave begin to sink into. My cock felt a little harder at that thought alone. “If you want me to stop, or you start to feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I’ll stop,” Sonya said, smiling ironically, as she mimicked what I had said to her the first time I went down on her the night before. “I won’t stop you, either,” I said, as the excitement began to mount in me. Sonya stroked my cock a couple of times, very gently, with her right hand, and said, “I don’t know what it’ll be like if you come in my mouth, but just. She kept a low profile and soon they had already transited the first three stops on the circuit leaving only the "moving target" range as the last station. The other members of Dog section were having difficulties with the station for a number of varied reasons. A young man with a horrid scar that ran from the bottom of his left eye socket all the way to his left ear tried to ease her waiting jitters by telling her it was just a test to see if one was able to react quickly to a changing. “But tell me, was father a fucking Sex Demon!? Huh?!” The smile was a scam.“Well... no, but...”“How many cocks did he have, Mother? Because mine has two, and they’re both so big that they drag on the floor despite him being the size of two men. And did you have to uproot your entire life to move with him to a cursed hell where every sensation is heightened a hundredfold and every day feels like two years? Did your wedding dress look like this, Mother? Did it?”Aranel’s point was made by spinning.