Then, one night it happened. My lungs felt like they were on fire, and I was blissfully on the verge of blacking out, so I let go of the rope, and not...ing happened. I was still hanging. I knew I was close to losing conscious as I desperately tried to grab the rope to attempt to free it, but it kept slipping through my fingers. The next thing I remember was waking up on the floor with the early morning sunlight shining through the window.In the years since, I’ve never figured out what the rope. She began rubbing slowly up and down the rod with the tips of her fingers before gripping it properly and leisurely jerking me off, she leant forward, licking the tip seductively before taking my cock in her mouth and sucking on me properly, using her tongue to explore every bump of my circumcised cock. I slid around, positioning myself between her knees, undoing the button on her shorts and sliding them off her legs, she pulled the dick out her mouth; “What are you doing!?” She cried, still. I see his cock become slightly stiff. I grab Tiffany by the hair, pulling her face up to mine, and I kiss her forcefully. John rubs himself, his cock standing at attention. He strokes himself, watching as Tiffany pulls away from my grasp and buries her face once more into my pussy. She grabs the underwear inside of me with her teeth. Slowly she pulls them out. She rubs them between her legs, soaking them even more with her juices. She looks at me and winks, and shoves the underwear in. "No one told you to make a noise." The man sneered then reached down to cup my balls in his hands. Looking me straight in the eye he began to squeeze them in his big hands. I bit my lip as the unbearable pain caused me to try to squirm away from him. He continued to squeeze my balls and laugh. At some point I must have passed out.I was awoken by cold water being thrown on my face. As I opened my eyes, I noticed how sore my shoulders were. I must have been out for a while. As I looked around me.