I looked back at my watch and stared at the second hand as it ticked closer and closer to the hour. Just as the final second ticked off, I hear a clic... at the door as if a bolt lock had been removed. I put my hand on the knob and turn it slowly. "Mistress," I said out loud. But not too loudly, as the word was unfamiliar in my mouth. No answer from the other side. I turned the knob all the way around and the door opened. I slowly pushed it open and stepped into a dark room. A single ray of. ‘I could have made it much worse for you by using the handcuffs,’ he consoled. ‘How long must I hang like this?’ She made her voice pitiful. ‘Oh, I don’t know,’ he drawled offhandedly. ‘The afternoon, I suppose.’ The bound girl moaned. ‘I’ll sit here and gloat.’ Dorinda wept. ‘This whole business of training you is intriguing,’ Mark admitted ruminatively. ‘Once we have accepted the premise that I’m a right bastard the rest follows naturally. Sets the old concience aside too. I’m a bit worried. Emma, sprawled undignified on the bed and exhausted from cumming manages to sit up and wave at the three people at the door, motioning them to come closer. “Yes I do see,” adds a very familiar voice, Megan pulls her fingers from her pussy, her moans getting louder as they slide out from her, her hips bucking wildly as her cum dribbles onto the floor. Megan collapses on the bed, her head now resting on the bed between Emma’s legs as she attempts to recover from her orgasm, she looks round and. Anyone within hearing distance would have known how much she wanted this and they would not have had to exercise their imaginations to guess what “this” was.The small man showed her no tenderness, no mercy. He thrust hard and fast and he did his best to drive her bottom into the mattress. When he began to come, in gushes, he pulled out and slid his penis on the base of her spine, hard, to get maximum leverage. His strongest spurt landed between Lucy’s shoulder blades. She was only seconds.