Just thinking of Kent made her warm and tingly between the legs. “And? Tell me more.” Billie sat on the edge of the desk, hungry for more details....“And, it was nice,” Tamara admitted as she went to sit in the swivel chair behind her desk. “Better than Craig?” Billie asked bringing up Tamara’s on again-off again boyfriend. “I’m not going to compare, that would be unfair to Craig.” she said, but knew that she had already been unfair. “So, he was better, huh?” “Incredible,” Tamara finally. Ratchel cried with humiliation and tried not to look at gary. “ So what do we say when we receive sonme reward ratchel” “ Thank you master, thank you” “ That’s a good girl”Gary came out of ratchel’s room. Where at the door it was written “Ratchel’s kennel”. Helen stood up and got inside the room. Ratchel as usual frightened to see Helen. Helen was an inch taller and of little more physique than ratchel, she could easily lift ratchel with her thoat in one arm and other arm at her pussy. She. He actuallywas holding her up with his cock in her & he was doing most of the work ofmaking Angel fuck Becky too with the strapon. Becky also had climaxed quite afew times from all the strapon fucking she had been getting. After all, Angelhad been buried in her cunt with that thing for about 45 minutes totally. Whenthis guy started to get out of Angels cunt I went up to hold her because shewas so weak legged that she was coming out of Becky at the same time. I tookAngel over to a metal chair. However, my release was not what Mistress Mommy had in mind – at least not yet. I was made to stand in the middle of the room for everyone to see as Mommy's friend Mary tied my hands together and attached them to a hook hanging from the ceiling. She then attached my ankles to a spreader bar which had little hooks in the bottom which she attached to eyelets in the floor. Now my hands were tethered to the ceiling and my feet tethered to the floor. She iced down my cock until she could fit a cock.