Sie standen dann auf und zogen sich an. Kerstin nahm ihn an die Hand und sie gingen die Treppe bis in den Keller runter, dort war eine verschlossene T...�r. Kerstin öffnete die Tür und Kai bekam den Mund nicht mehr zu. Er sah einen voll eingerichteten Folterkeller, mit Andreaskreuz, Streckbank, Pranger und einer menge Haken an der Decke, Wand und Fußboden. Sie traten gemeinsam in den großen Raum und Kai schaute sich in aller Ruhe um. Kerstin musterte ihn und sagte ihm das wenn er gerne bei einen. ”“So now we’re going to spend 1001 nights with you stopping the story just as it gets interesting?” I chuckled.“I believe you’re already married, so trying to get you to fall in love with me would be a VERY bad plan!”I nodded, “Though you do certainly fit the story as one of the most beautiful women in the land!”Megan laughed, “Thanks. Normally, flattery would get you EVERYWHERE, but the last thing I’m going to do is be the ‘other’ woman.”“That’s usually not a good life plan,” I agreed. “Though. He shoves the toyinside my cunt roughly and then idly fucks me with it.I’m an excited puppy slut and push back onto it, achingfor release. I start to pant subconsciously, mouth openand tongue out, eyes wide, the whimpering noises notsounding as if they were my own.“Is my puppy thirsty?”I’m not really but I can only whine and hump the toyeven more. He likes it whenI’m full, and as he sets my water dish down I lower myhead to lap up the water gratefully. I. The bar we were in was very narrow and long, and hot. Air conditioning was not widespread in those days. I can't remember the bar's name, but it's not there anymore anyway. We were there in the 90's and it's long gone. The bar consisted of a row of tables on the right and a small bar semi-hidden in the gloom at the back on the left. This was back in the days when most people smoked cigarettes. We just sat there drinking the Elixir, smoking cigarettes, and swapping our sea stories (lies about.