I began to cry, not of pain, but of joy. Apparently, my capturer was watching me on the internet while jacking off, he must have thought I hated it. ...He was so wrong. I got about 9 inches of his dick in me. I rode it like crazy. Maybe I could slip it into my vagina? As I start to get off, the guy walks in and says, get the fuck back on that dick and ride it. He leaves again, and I ride off. Finally, I get all 13 inches in me. I’m definitely crying of joy again. His cock explodes in my ass.. Now she kind of groaned and lifted her head to look at me, pushing her legs apart to give my hand better access to her vulva. I was excited, I'd never though I'd actually have the courage to do this even though she had hinted enough in her letters to me. Now I really got into it as she wriggled her arse in time to my thrusts, the crotch of her bloomers was wet. She gave that groan that I was used to that announced her orgasm and felt her stiffen for a few moments before she relaxed again. Now I. ”…me, just for me…this is just for me…I traced a finger over the felt.…soft, it will be soft on my neck…Whispering, “If I put this on…then you will own me…”…oh yes, owned...to be owned…not to worry anymore…Softly, “No. You have to give yourself to me in order for me to own you.”Trembling. Oh, I hate him so much…“Please…Suzy…please put it on…”As if in a dream, I brought the collar up, around my neck.…so good, feels so good on my neck…I fastened the buckle. My arms fell to my sides, feeling. It was enough for her that I was not cross at her. I wanted to convey to her that I was watching her moves carefully. I suspected though, if she cared to catch my meaning. She presumed that I was ok with Ali presenting her with a lingerie. I was curious to know more. “Had he bought this for you or you both went together for shopping?” I asked. “How could he have bought them without knowing my measurements and without knowing how they would look on me?” She replied. I waited and asked what I.