They didn’t care about me and nothing they did to me was done with care. Steve was the same—or he wanted to be. But he was never quite as ruthless...as James could be. Still, that whole time, I had things done to me, and not with any love or care or even a thought for how it might feel for me. All any of them thought about—all they cared about—was how good it felt for them. My arsehole would be tighter, right? So that must be better, although I’m not sure that’s really true. Honestly, I think. “Oh sorry did I catch you, hope you don’t mind, its clean...lol”“No its fine” I blurted out. “Great then slip these on and lets have some fun with those as well”He slipped out of the room, as I put the stockings on and straightened the seam, re appearing with a pair of nipple clamps, a gag, and some rope “Props just props”I lay on the bed and he got between my legs with the lens and started to snap, pushing my legs to the side and moving my cock to get better shots, I was soon on the rise and. She shook it a little bit to get rid of the tingling sensation and discarded her robe revealing a one-strapped teal top that started on her right shoulder and ended with black pants along with black ash desert boots which really chiseled her body down to a T then I drifted off into a blank empty sleep which I was grateful for. I awoke to see and feel the warm gentle sunlight coming from above.“I trust you slept well?”“What have you done to me?” I asked groggily. “Turned you into a half. Especially that cute, tight little bottom. She caught me glaring at it once and gave me a little look before smiling and telling me I was a dork. Then gave me a hug saying “But that’s what I like about you.” It was another Saturday evening at the store. Kelly and I had closing duties. Even though I had worked a full shift I still felt like doing something. “Hey, you wanna come over and hang out?” Kelly said as we were doing the final lockup. I had no plans and more time with Kelly was a great.