Well I must have stood outside the door ….quivering at the knees for a good 5 minutes…..then I plucked up the courage and tapped gently…..nothin...……I tapped a bit louder….still nothing….so I tried the handle and the door swing open to show a massive playroom,,,with every whip, lash, leather cuffs, chains, everything to do with bondage you can imagine…..and Andrea sitting on a throne in just a pair of thigh length 6 inch heeled boots and cut bra so her marvellous breasts on show, and a cane in. My wife says she wants to see for herself what the big deal is. Now you have to picture how she is dressed knee high platform leather boots (like all the girls in biker magazines wear) a wool pleated plaid schoolgirl skirt (not to short almost a real school uniform look to it) and a thin blouse tied at her tummy with her hair in hi pigtails...my favorite look that I always asked for and never tired of when we went out, a mix of innocent and rock and roll chick combined! she was only 27 but that. “Please!” the young teen moaned, “Fuck a baby into me!”“It will be my pleasure,” the older man said with a lecherous grin. He reached down and undid his belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. Dakota watched in aroused fascination as the older man pushed his boxers down and his rock hard ten inch cock bounced free, a bead of fertile pre-cum forming on the round angry head. The older man climbed onto the bed and rubbed the head against the young teen’s damp folds before thrusting deep into. Stephen couldn't help but look down and wonder about the submarine pen located beneath them. It took several hours to get there but they were greeted at dock side by an ambulance. Despite protests the women were transported to the hospital immediately. Ken and Stephen rode a taxi. It didn't take long but they were happy to notice that the hospital was up to date and well staffed.The men waited for their wives to be diagnosed and put into a room. They had found out that their entire stay had.