There's just enough play so she can work her head over the rim and smell the water inside.How did she come here? She sometimes forgets to suffer, forg...ts to remember, but she can't remember to forget long enough. It has been three days. Or two. Or four. Corinne can't follow the time. After smelling the water she licks the porcelain and slumps back to the floor to forget everything until the sizzle in her nipples rouses her again.The last time she blacked out Corinne felt her mother tuck her. I could feel a breeze on my asshole and my face was as red as a strawberry. I was so embarrassed that they were both staring at my asshole, but that was nothing compared to what was next.I felt something cold and slimy right on my hole, then without warning something skinny was shoved up my ass. When we were younger Anne had fingered my ass a few times, but my ass was pretty inexperienced. That sensation and slight burn was followed by the feeling of my ass being filled up and I realized that I. Sir made sure she was in a comfortable stance against the pole before wrapping the rope around it and tying the right ankle. After you have secured my ankles, he asked her to move. She tried and failed which made him smile with lusty eyes. Sir leaned into her, hands wandering, caressing, pinching, and digging into random places. He ran his hand slowly down the spine of her back, letting it rest firmly on her ass. She took a deep breath and grinned with enjoyment. He then spanked her ass. Ugh... And then I finally got to breathe. He slide his cock out my mouth for the first time since he entered it. I coughed, and breathed, and fought back my gags as this slimly, slippery cock bobbed up in down in front of my face. "Time for round two bitch boi." There it was again, 'bitch boi'. He kept calling me that... He pitched me forward, with my face on the floor now, my ass up in the air. I stopped fighting back awhile ago; there was no point. He was bigger, and violent. I didn't want to.