I can’t feel anything but the pain and his throbbing cock owning me. His hands are digging into my waist jerking me back into his thrusts. I try to ...ocus on the belt cutting into my wrist to distract me from the fire. Finally after what feels like forever, the pain starts to fade. His thrusts are still coming hard and fast, but I’m beginning to enjoy it more. The steady rhythm of his rock hard cock slipping in and out of my tight ass is becoming addicting. I’m only brought out of my new. . There are five of us thistime, but no one speaks, and we stand to attention until Mistress Blackarrives.. in a dress that is far too tight for her full figure."Welcome back bitches!" she says grinning. "Office trollop clothes offnow!"There's the click of the ankle locks releasing and we all hurry to strip,then stand as she locks the chastity belts on, though I note two of the'girls' are already locked up. Maybe they're owned girls? I dread to think.This time I'm quicker at dressing at least,. One or two mightsqueak during climax – a strangely a****l sound, a suggestion ofvulnerability and power unleashed. The creatures fed intently, drawingtheir sustenance from each boy in snowy-colored spits or drizzles.Across the aisle from the feral boy, the deaf lad huffed. His succubiadjusted its mouth; projected out over the boy's abdomen his penis was aquilled spike, hardened as granite, a pale extension of his body heldclenched by both the magical creature and the very human responses. Everything seemed to be normal. Clark was home on time, we all did our things that we did every night, well, the things we did every night up until three days ago, that is. I got the kids off to bed and kissed Clark goodnight to go to bed as I always did.I took my shower and I made sure to clean myself everywhere. My butt hole was sore, and my poor pussy, it felt real sore. I finished getting ready and got into bed. I lay there and I thought about everything, and I mean EVERYTHING. I could not.