"This is where slaves get tied up and beaten," Cristina said matter-of-factly. Indeed, there were nearly-naked bodies in various states of bondage all...over the room - men and women, thin and corpulent, black and white and everything else, hanging from their wrists and strapped to the floor. Some were completely nude, but most had been afforded some protection from roving eyes. A platinum blonde in a leather bikini was spread-eagled to a wooden cross and being whipped by a man in a biker. After a couple of minutes, I could feel myself starting to reach the point of no return, and Joan could see it in my face... "Come on luvvy, splatter me with your hot sticky cum!!!!!" and with that I exploded onto her tits, her chest, chin, mouth, face, in her hair - everywhere within range basically! I had never shot my load as forcefully, or by as much, as that before with anyone. I was amazed at how much cum had shot out of my cock, and my balls were aching with the release of the pressure. Things got back to you.One day then when rarely I had to liaise with a section of the offices, one of the women came on to me. I won’t say it was a set up, but it has obviously been laughed over during a girly drinks party and Sharon had decided to put me on the spot. She was gorgeously pretty I have to say, probably in her early twenties and not one of the obvious girls in the office to make the move. What she suggested involved us going to the stock room together. Yes, I know, real corny.I. "Cover up more Mum," I would say. I didn't understand that Mum was abit of an exhibitionist and as she was conscious of getting older sheenjoyed still being able to attract the sexual attention of younger men.Eventually I pushed the boat out too far on a journey home from school.I do not know why I did it as I hated Islam but I said, "Mum you reallyought to wear a hijab to stop these guys shouting at you!".This was too much and my Mum said, "Christian I won't be spoken to likethat! It's time.