I finally got to their uni digs and was greeted at the door by a huge group of cheers by the guys. Ss soon as I got inside my heart was pumping out of...my chest. Each of the guys kissed me and showed me to their lounge. A few more guys were sitting around smoking weed and drinking beer; they all remarked on how sexy I looked. I slipped off my shoes and found a seat.I'll be honest; we all knew why I was their and none of us wanted small talk, we just wanted a fucking good time. After twenty. ‘She had to be hard for any man to live with, especially one who could not give her all the things she had become accustomed to receiving from me. I knew when she married that no good bastard it wouldn’t workout. I raised my daughter to marry into money. I cut her off,’ ‘So Robin was a hard woman to live with. In a case like that I would expect the husband to have an alibi, if he did it, or had it done. She wouldn’t have been killed because of some argument.’ ‘Add to that the fact that Robin. There was more in that department I could do. As I told you, there’s a real sadistic streak in me, and it doesn’t necessarily mean whips and clubs and things. Slowly, savoring every lingering sensation, I lifted myself up, my prick easing out of her still-somewhat-tight cunt with a wet plop. First to my knees, then my feet, I got up, my slimy, limp, but very contended virgin-fucker hanging over her. Standing, I leaned against a building column, and looked down at my handiwork, this. Master pinched my niples to get the stiff again and when he attached these new clamps, I felt a bolt of sexual lightning running from my already overused tits straight to my cunt. With my tits clamped again, Master pushed me backwards onto my back. You move around far too much when I am doing things to you, so I am going to have to tie you up again." he said. With that Master tied a single rope to one of the bedposts and then deftly bound my tits. Each tit was encircled by two loops of rope and.