“When are you going to tell me what’s going on?” he asked.“I don’t know,” she said. She looked startled and suddenly much more alert. “N...thing’s wrong,” she lied.“Mamma’s about to go find a switch to take to the both of you,” he said. “You need to talk to either her or me about whatever’s got you two all messed up.”“I said nothing is wrong!” she objected. She sounded almost scared, though, rather than angry.“Yeah, well...” he said. “I’m not buying that, and neither is Mamma, so you two had. I my arms were up above my head suspended by a huge lifting hook which was enormous this room must have been a factory as i head machinery behind that’s all i could do. Then i saw a woman come around from behind she too had been dressed up but not as much as me with her breasts sticking out with large steel ring attached like a bra of some kind and a steel collar too but not as large as mine my neck still straining with the large wide metal stretching it the muscles further. I needed to pee. My prick was raging hard and i could sense she was practically shaking in her desperation to finally be anally-skewered. I knelt up and gripped the base of my cock, nudging Sushila’s slick yawning rear-orifice with the glowing purple head of his erection.“Put it up me Prashant,” panted Sushila, wiggling her arse a little.With a quick shove, I popped the bulbous head of my dick into her arsehole, both of us moaning with pleasure. There was a long way to go though! I began to ease forwards,. And everyone was getting a good look at Teresa's legs, white bikini panties, and bare torso. Struggling to free herself and free her skirt, Teresa turned and offered the crowd a delectable view of her derrière. Soaked with tank water, her panties were practically transparent.The crowd was now paying attention to Teresa's struggles. Maria forced her way through the phalanx of onlookers to get to her tormentor. Maria broke through the last line of onlookers and saw the state Teresa was in. Teresa.