I lowered myself to all fours, hands resting on the edge of the bench, as I lowered myself onto the phallus. The firm feel of it pressing into me was ...elicious and reminded me pointedly of Eleanor’s true deflowering of me. I bit back my tutor’s name as I rode the phallus on all fours, until Madame instructed me to sit so that my hands were free to squeeze my nipples again. This continued for some time, as I was at this point really rather tired and almost uninterested in another orgasm. After a. I could feel over my tank top that my nipples were already getting hard. I imagined what it would feel like to have his lips on them, what it would feel like to have him sucking on them, what it would feel like for his hands touching them. I move my hands down more towards my pussy, where I can start to feel myself getting wet. As I slide my hand between my legs, I can feel my panties are moist. All I am is thinking about him touching me and his eyes on me, and I am getting so turned on. I. "Would I what?" he asked"Would you fuck me? I know I said I don't care for sex? But I'm so horny? If you're going to keep me, please fuck me." Shit, Mindy! Your body is now a machine. I don't fuck machines. Especially sewage treatment machines!"With screwdriver, he removed the hinges that attached the top of the toilet box to the bottom and set it aside. Her wrists and ankles were still securely locked in place, and the many belts still held her firmly down.He screwed the new top section to the. I used to puther on the bed and then go and get myself a nightcap,lock up the house, and get myself ready for bed.After undressing her I would spread her out on the bed.As you said there was always a temptation to squeezeher boobs and finger her cunt. We kept a candle in thebedroom , for use in power cuts, and sometimes I usedit as a toy. Other times I would turn her over andindulge in some anal ‘foreplay’ but I never dared togive her an anal fuck because even if she didn’t.