A sort of “X” was on another wall with what appeared to be handcuffs attached. I would learn later that it was a sort of dungeon. The lighting was...dull which added to the look. “Strip” yelled Sue and he took off his uniform and underwear. “Did you douche this morning” Sue growled. “Yes Mistress” was the response. Sue unzipped the crotch of her cat suit. “Come here and worship my pussy” Sue continued. He dropped to his knees, crawled across the floor and began to lick her pussy. Obviously he had. Her lips were just so hot on me, making me tingle. Her fingers hooked my panties. She tugged them down and pulled them off my hips. She worked them down my thighs, her lips kissing down to my bush, making me tingle. Sam had rubbed my pussy to an orgasm a few times, but she’d never licked me down there.Would she do that... Before she could lick me. She hopped to her feet, her small tits jiggling. She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bed. I gasped, my breasts heaved. Sam flung herself. Eventually she began moving her head slowly back and forth on my cock. Her tongue never ceased its assault on me. She moved one hand to the base of my cock while the other cupped and gently kneaded my balls.A few minutes of this was all I could take. My balls were tightening and my cock was as hard as it could get.I gasped and Stacey pulled off my cock just in time to receive four quick bursts to the nose and eyes. She reached for the towel and started wiping off her face. As she did she. My master! Will you stop this? I submit to your will, Master! But please remove the pain! Give me only the gentle pleasure of a moment ago!" "My foolish, stupid slavegirl," you laugh, spinning the handle continuously, "I shall decide when you receive pleasure - If I chose I could prevent you from coming for a whole week!" "No!" Martha cries "I... I could not cope! Master! Please! I beg you to keep my body satisfied! I could never go a week! Scarcely a weekend! My master will not.