He quietly shut off the lights and slid under the comforter and between the cold sheets on his side of the bed, stopping himself from cuddling closer ...o her warm shape, and after some tossing and turning, finally fell asleep. As sometimes happens, as they slept, their bodies gradually moved towards the warmth of the other, and they ended up cuddled close in the center of the bed. She still faced away from him and he was curled closely to her back with one arm wrapped around her, his hand having. She sat up and patted the seat beside her to indicate that he should sit down. "Now why don't you tell me just how you did that trick with the tie?"Gregg tried to recover his composure. He shook his head. "Oh, no, I couldn't," he said. "It's an unwritten rule. A magician never explains his tricks."Maxine smiled and put her head on one side. Her long hair fell loosely across her shoulder. "No, of course. I understand. Let me guess though. Was it some form of hypnosis of the audience, perhaps. He moaned and arched his back at her soft touch. He was aroused, the sight of her smiling at him and her gentle hand making him hard. He had not been allowed to cum in more than a week despite being played with, and so the slightest touch made his head spin with desire. “You have been a good boy lately,” she commended him as her hand moved under him and grazed his nipples. “Thank you Mistress,” he moaned and nodded his head. “I think my pet deserves a treat,” she smiled as she pulled the covers. "You're good, whore - we've played with Dewayne and Marsha for years and we never knew." She pulled my arms off the ground, put them behind my back, put my wrists in shackles and raised them off the ground. I was still horizontal at waist height. She attached fishing weights to both my nipples and clit using alligator clamps. "Here's your reward, whore. All your pleasure...all your pain....sacrifices to the goddess."Dewayne was hard now and didn't waste time, coming around and slipping his cock.