The nipple playing was going to turn into genital frolicking. He rose up and moved completely over Quinella. She invited him into the portal between h...r wide open thighs. He entered without knocking. Strokes deep, strokes shallow, strokes rapid and strokes abated set the rhythm. The sex went on for a long time but eventually, the sensations of Ned’s cock scrapping Quinella’s spongy tunnel walls led both lovers to swoon simultaneously. Following crisp drawn-out cries, they collapsed motionless. I just smiled. We got down to business.First I got a good thumping chest and back. Then he looked at my poor head.“Healing up nicely, but that’s going to be an interesting scar. I recommend you grow your hair out to cover it.” He pushed me around quite a bit and finally said, “Sit.” He laughed, “In the chair.“I have this new saw, David, and you’re my guinea pig,” he said and laughed at the look on my face. He slid an interesting piece of something under the cast.“Just a little something under. She was the most level-headed of the three, the one I trusted most. I tried not to sound sarcastic:“Miss Ariadne, may I have a word in private with Miss Xenia, if that’s okay with her, I mean Miss Xenia?”“Sure, baby,” Ariadne said.“May I be excused, Miss Jill?”Jill waved and nodded, having just bitten off half a hamburger.“We’ll go outside,” Xenia said, putting on her sunglasses.In the garden at the centre of the quadrangle, she waited quietly as I hesitated. She studied my face and pushed up. I could feel him increase his tempo and his force. I could hear others screaming around me, no doubt in the spider web of chains, or the swinging nets, the lacing station, or suspended from a tree. I could hear a whip cracking and wished i could see the red marks. All of the external stimulation began to blur. I felt myself get closer and closer to an orgasm..my Master believes I am in subspace. All I know is I am in heaven. He has turned me into his pain slut. I need it and crave it. I.