I say "Please tell me John is here?" He says "John gave me 30 minutes to punish you." He grabs my hair and drags me inside. For 30 minutes I'm tied up... whipped, slapped, gagged, fucked with huge glass cocks, then I'm forcefully face fucked until I choke on his cum. All in front of a camera again. Just as he unites me John texted again. I expected to be told to run to room 18 but instead John ordered me back to our room, room 22. I had 15 seconds to get there or else I'd pay. I ran as fast as I. The guy had said it had only been finished a couple of weeks ago, and it looked like nobody had even used it yet.The room was nicely painted a modern color that gave off a comforting warmth. We walked over and looked down at two king-sized beds sitting a few feet apart from each other. The covers and stacked up pillows looked like something out of a magazine. The room also had a nice modern-looking sofa and a matching big easy chair with a southwest motif to the fabric. There was a big. But it was still love. We had met---well how we met does not really matter. It was six months ago. At first a lot of flirting, then sexy online conversations. Then talk about our dissatisfactions in life. Then it changed. She pulled back. I suspected she decided she was not interested in me romantically, but for some reason we kept talking. We openly resolved to become friends, and that is what we did. Great friends. Friends who can talk about anything, who share everything. Friends who cannot. As soon as they were in position her breasts expanded allof a sudden to fill the E-cup skin untill the loose skin suddenlytightened itself and merged with her own chest untill Liz could feelboth of the large breasts as if they were her own. In fact, they wereher own. Satisfied that all was in place Liz slowly let her hands slideout of the mask that now tightly wrapped itself around her expansivehair and compress it along her her rounded chin. A loose layer of warmskin over her face dissipated.