"Quickly before she comes, hurry!"Stacey began to gasp and splutter as the Mask pushed the fat dildo against her ass. The thing was large, like a rubb...r corn on the cob; but much bigger. The ribbed sides and rounded tip were twisted against her abused ass. "Uh, oh, oh, oh.oooooohhhhhhh!" She flung her head back nails biting on the porcelain rim of the bath. She was taking it. "God it must be 3 inches wide how the fuck was it going... ugggggghhhhhhhhh!" Her rim stretched allowing the ribbed edge. And yes, there I heard the sounds of chains again that I had heard earlier. Apparently someone was inside. Pretty exciting. I went into the box 117 and locked the door behind me. I did not want any surprises. The strong smell of leather penetrated all my pores. It made me horny and dizzy. From the door I saw the mirror, next to it was an instant camera with a remote control. I checked the basement again for hidden cameras. But did not find one. I turned on the light in the basement box and. It was actually quite comfortable there, the shop had a thick, brown carpet that was soft enough to lay on, and coming down from the high of a wonderfully depraved and perverted fuck was just the best feeling. After a while, though, I noticed a different feeling, and stretched, my body suit now clinging tightly to my skin. I looked around at my new lovers and asked, into the silence of the shop: “Any of you girls hungry?”It was getting close to lunch time, and Karissa didn’t. ”“We just go over to the warehouse store in Dawson for supplies,” Carolyn said, feeling as if she needed to apologize.“Most small places do,” Theresa smiled.“Do you like it?” Carolyn asked out of curiosity.“It’s not a bad job,” Theresa replied, “but with a client base that covers most of the state, I sometimes spend three out of four weeks a month on the road.”“Wow, that must be rough,” the brunette said.“It can be,” Theresa said in almost a sigh. “A real home life is pretty much impossible,.