She leads me down the hall, and opens the bedroom door. I immediately know what is about to happen. There are three pillows stacked neatly in the midd...e of the bed. She turns me around to face her, and smiles. "Well, where is it?" she asks. "This toy you just had to have? This toy that made you disobey me, again."I walk over to the nightstand on my side of the bed, and rummage through the toys until I find it. I turn around, and she is right behind me, watching. I hand it to her. . I looked down at his crotch and saw the outline and shadow of his own jutting cock as it hung forward, heavy with need and sexual juices needing release. I made no move to touch it, but I felt too weak to move anyway. The heavy balls rested between my lower thighs. Our eyes met briefly; he smiled, and without a word leaned forward and started kissing me again, but very gently and slowly this time. Our hard cocks touched briefly as his bigger one poked into my wet skin. I opened my puffy lips. Once inside, Lisa squeaked in pleasure and he stroked for the first time, breaking the spell. Lisa writhed and moaned, going mad for it. Andy stroked once more and his fingered were treated to a sexy suckle, she made her satisfied noises onto them and he took another stroke, holding her thighs this time to achieve maximum depth. Lisa cried out, his hand leaving the warmth of her lips, forgotten as she revelled in the pleasure of finally feeling him fill her. Andy was rising to the challenge. Simultaneously, Laura realised two things; she was also naked, and the woman three cages along from hers was being fucked hard by a big black African man. As she recovered from the drugs she had been given, she also noticed that a cuff round her left ankle was shackled to a ring-bolt set in the floor by a short length of very solid looking chain. As soon as she could she started to scream at the top of her voice. It hurt her head even more, but it did bring a guard running.When he arrived.