I could tell by the look on her face that she was experiencing at least some level of pleasure.“Pinch your nipples, try doing it softly and then har... and tell me what it makes you feel”, I instructed in a more authoritative, assertive manner.Deni complied and started to squeeze her nipples“It’s making me horny” she giggled, “but if I squeeze too hard it hurts, not a bad hurt, kind of painful but nice too”“keep going with one hand but put the other inside your panties and play with your. I pulled her mouth to my cock and she smiled as she took it in clear to the back of her throat. I said that she'd better make it good or I'd have to punish her, and that I don't like it when any spills. That, of course, just got her going even more. she somehow managed to slip her foot under the butt plug and was making sure it went in and out in the same rhythm as my cock was going in and out of her mouth. She managed to get me clear down inside her throat and fuck me with her mouth like no. They don’t shout or anything, but they give me this death look, that wicked scowl I mentioned. If I keep doing the wrong thing they stop me.They have a pretty simple threat.If I don’t toe the line, I go back into that bed with a tube up my nose and a tube into my arm and a tube up my girl-parts and a diaper around my ass because I was too weak to even use a bedpan and a monitor next to my bed that told them exactly what I was thinking – I mean, sure, it was monitoring my heart rate and blood. It fit perfectly. We kissed to cement the ceremony and symbolism of the event. I noticed that Brita too had tears in her eyes – tears of joy. She reached past me and squeezed hands with KC who’d been watching us with a river of tears down her cheeks.I sauntered around the table and stood beside Margo who suddenly looked panicked about what I intended to do. I knelt next to her and winked down the table at Andy; he was smiling at me although he hadn’t a clue what I was about to do.“Margo, you.