Ironically, what made this experience even more deliciously-depraved for me, was the fact that I was seeing a counsellor for sex-addiction at the time...and I got a huge kick out of divulging my sordid secrets to her, in explicit detail. Furthermore, she seemed to have a morbid-fascination for my deviant behaviour, a fascination which very possibly spurred me on to doing even more-depraved. Do you have any idea how much revenue we lost?" Darren can't play like that," Matt said. "He looks like a fuckin' cartoon character that got shot with a cannon." And his eardrum is ruptured," Jake added. "Didn't they tell him to avoid loud noises until it healed up?" He could lose his hearing in that ear for good if he doesn't," said Coop."I really don't think I can play," Darren agreed. "These burns hurt real bad. All the fuckin' time, man." Nonsense," said Greg dismissively. "I'll make sure. I stepped through the door into her small apartment. She was still holding my hand and she tugged me behind her. She glanced over her shoulder “Martini?” I nodded and she set to making them. “Where is your bathroom?” She gestured to a black door next to the kitchen and I went over. I looked in the mirror. Pretty blue eyes and a cute face looked back at me. I washed my hands and cooled my wrists under cold water and then headed back out. I glanced around and then caught sight of her. She was. Whatever feeble powers of resistance she may have had began to give way to an almost traitorously rising tide of wicked lust. Her breathing became heavy and with each breath came a low moan as she writhed and twisted against her bonds; her now hungry cunt accepting that big vibrator, lost in pleasure and pain. "Well I see you do like it, you little slut!" he said grinning. Without another word he once again let loose the flow of hot, thick fluid into her ass. A sharp cry sprang from her lips..