Girl edged a bit closer to me, but, he did not turn loose of her. This was it, there was no turning back. Their coupling was imminent, at least their ...oupling in my presence."Yes, I'm fine." I lied. I was floating and could actually see myself kneeling there.Perhaps if Girl hadn't been so ready for it, she'd have recognized my plight, but, her eyes were glazed over. I'd never actually seen Girl "turned on" until that moment. I mean really turned on. Past the point of no return. Out-of-control.. Not a word or even a look at me I was totally humiliated but horny, I needed to be used and fucked. Mamy give a sign to the slave standing in a corner, she immediately came with two damp towels and cleaned me."You are a good slave I will let you have a reward later."By now one of the Mistresses was shoving a real big dildo in the slut's ass and the other one was still fist fucking her. I was sorry for her, they untied her and took her to what looked like a half barrel and tied her to it on her. Her abusers were not well illuminated, but I could tell they were Gus and Max from their size and outlines. A lash came around to caress the underside of her breasts, and another landed on her backside. She was bathed in sweat, but her face was not completely lost in pain: there was an eagerness to receive more punishment there I found disconcerting. She danced a little in place, recovering from the last two strokes, and the young men waited until she nodded in agreement before they struck. Shama got a job as a Marketing Manager of a real estate agency, and I’d started my job as financial planner for high-income individuals, Karachi is extremely wealthy, and my services were in demand. But that resulted in me working overtime, and Shama spending a lot of time at work to keep from being bored. So our life became work, home, and sleep. We were both too tired to do much, and on the weekends we spent time working around the house or grocery shopping rather than doing anything fun..