Looking at Laila, "Pull the fuckin' bastard up" I said sternly to her and she pulled Joe up. With one swift movement I sent a hard kick into Joe's coc... and balls and watched as he tried to bend over in pain. Getting mad, I now sent several more kicks into my worthless fucking husband balls until Laila cried out for me to stop. "I want this fuckin' white shit to fuck me" she said to me. "I want his fuckin' white cock in my mouth" she added and I stepped back and went back to the sofa to sit next. She pushed my face down to the sheets and, moments later, began stroking the entrance to my body. I tried to see what she was doing and saw a pot of cream in her hand. Vanya moved aside for a moment then reappeared holding a butt-plug and I briefly noticed a tube and wire extending from its base before she began to gently insert it into me, greatly assisted by the lubricant. Although the head was large in diameter she managed to force it in until it suddenly slipped inside and my bottom was. "Oh, no, Ma'am--not that, please not that!"Mildred picked up a short whip off her dresser top, shook it, menacingly. "Don't make me angry, Mabel!"Mabel shivered again as she went to a closet, dragged out a bizarre piece of furniture. It was something in between the kind of vaulting horse that was used in gymnasiums and an old-fashioned praying pew. The top was covered with leather and it had four sturdy, sloping legs.The cook dragged it into the center of the bedroom, then stood, shaking,. When her hand fell on something she wasn't expecting, she remembered, 'Oh, God! Jim!'She looked across to her left, where he was still asleep. In the diffused light coming through the curtains she studied him for a moment. Fast asleep, face slack, she could still see the fresh, open good looks that had attracted her in the first place. But she wasn't sure why she'd been so eager to take him to bed.Suddenly the world spun on her, and she shakily got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom..