Magnifying his sense of vulnerability and helplessness. Priming him for the pain to come.And quite soon the ladies grew tired of teasing him and start...d to prepare for the proper proceedings. Eager to start hurting him.A whipping was a typical way to start a session, so each went to choose a proper tool of one of the numerous different ones hanging on the walls of the torture chamber. Ashiahe attached metal clamps on the boy's nipples, joined by a chain. The boy cried as she roughly clamped. They've; they've..." She couldn't even begin to explain to him the servicing she'd had.The Mask was untying her wrists, his hairy torso almost as black as his colleagues, the sweat now dried and caked on him. He examined her seeping ass hole with his fingers."Yep that should do it, "he said knowingly. The Boss was stroking his cock again, climbing onto the bed." I've already spunked up her pussy," he explained to the pathetic man watching near by." Yeah, filled her real good." Both the Boss and. She has a boyfriend, and she's living with him right now. I have my one room, one bathroom, apartment. It wasn't amazing, but it wasn't too bad either. Moving out of my father's house I had found that freedom was all I needed to prove to him that I could be whatever I wanted. Not some whore that her father forced himself on every night. My mother had left us at the age of eight after she found out that he had been fucking the next door neighbor. She was married and it pretty much ruined. I looked at the ceiling when mom came on the bed and lifted my hand to sleep cozily. I wrapped my arms around her as mom kissed my chest.Swati: Tiring day, Honey. You were so excited about this that you fucked me 4 times, hahaha. Not even your father had that much strength.Me: I can still go a few rounds, mom. But I am afraid if I will be able to wake that up in the morning.Swati: Don’t worry. We will go to sleep now, and your body and dick can rest for the whole night. Having sex is good.