My lovelies have informed me if I suicide by such a scheme I’ll be preserved and used as a toilet so they can vent their anger by pissing on my face...for years to come. The fate of my body doesn’t worry me, but I don’t wish to make them that mad. Melody has the hots for Dave and vica versa. Thought she was going to move out. Wrong. He’s moving in, and I’m still expected to live up to the special clause in her employment contract where I’ve to make love to her twice a month or more. Dave says he. . It all started innocently enough as Donnie was Taylor's neighbor who lived three houses up. Donnie and him would do everything together from build club houses to smoke a little weed here and there for a good laugh. Taylor would always wear panties when smoking as it made him feel more feminine. Especially when Donnie was around.. One day Taylor was at Donnies house packing the bowl ready to finish the rest of the bag off. Donnie was in the bathroom taking a shit so Taylor knew. Your wife is gone for the week, giving you four days to recover and I'm going to take advantage." I heard chains being pulled and suddenly my arms were yanked above my head. Higher and higher they were lifted until I had to get on the tips of my toes because I thought I was going to be lifted off my feet. I heard a loud click and then I could hear my Mistress walking back to me."I'm going to give you 50 strokes," my Mistress informed me. "There have been 5 times over the past year when I wanted. You grab the chain and pull as you're slamming into me, and its Lisa’s turn to muffle my screams. You keep a fast pace, pulling the chain every third or so thrust, and soon I am asking to cum. You slap my clit and say, “No,” then fuck me harder. Jack flips Lisa so she is on her hands and knees ,then pushes her forward so he can get behind her on the bed. She licks the tips of my stretched nipple as Jack continues to fuck her pussy, but starts to push three fingers into her ass. Underneath her,.