She quickly put hers on, then turned around and said, “Zip me.”There was a zipper down the back of the mask. I pulled it into place and she turned...back around to face me. The mask was white leather of some sort. On the top of her forehead, the number 173 was branded into the leather. It appeared as a dark brown against the white. All that showed of her face were her eyes and mouth.She held up my mask. It was identical, except that my number was 341. Reaching up slightly, she slipped it. ” Craig blurted out “Oh I would love to touch her and play with that hot body, but only if your both ok with it”. “Sara will do as she’s told and I’ve said you can so come over here and do what you want to her.” As Craig moved over Sara began to struggle a little more “Lee no please I not sure” (No safe word!) I pulled back firmly on her body completely exposing her to the advancing Craig, Sara looked at me then back to Craig struggled a little more but I pulled back and she gave in. Craig. I take my clothes off and lie face down naked, making sure I spread my legs enough to let him know I am cool with the massage. I look up and see he has stripped down to his underwear, which is kind of exciting….. Wonder where this is going?! He starts with a pretty deep massage on my back and neck using just a little bit of sweet smelling oil. He finds some knots quickly and I start to moan, as it is great and I really start to relax. He then moves to my head and he leans in a bit and blows in. ” He hissed. Daphne apologised desperately, tears entering her eyes.“I am sorry my love! I thought you wouldn’t mind and I just thought…”“Don’t think! I will do as I want with you. You may ask, and you may receive, but you are never to assume!” he ordered stiffly. She sniffed and nodded and he smiled up at her. “Now, take off the panties.” She did, tears still dribbling down her face. She leant forwards towards his crotch to do so, and as she straightened up he grabbed her hair, pulling her.