'Oh, shit!' went through Sharon's head -- but she had no choice, so she climbed on the bed without comment. Armand tossed a loop of rope to the Wench...."Run this under the head end, looping it once around each leg. Make it even." The Wench obeyed, hunkering down to insert her narrow body under the bed to get it wrapped around the leg of the headboard and awkwardly sweeping the long end out so it would reach the other. When she had the loops in place and arranged, Armand inspected, frowned, and. Thats a decent one. Looks like just the right size for me. Veronica stepped forward and wrapped her fingers around it. It was heavenly every time one of these young girls grabbed it through the hole. Hold on there, Veronica, Christy whispered. This ones mine. Then take care of it, slave girl, Veronica said mockingly. At that Veronica smiled and stepped back. Christy swooped in on my dick. It was throbbing and starting to leak pre-cum. Christy stroked it a couple of times and then got down on. .. I lean up and gently nip at your neck, moaning in your ear, licking at the slight bite..... your free hand moves along my body, slapping my outter thigh, playing with my tits, pinching the nipples so that I arch my back into you.... it seems I can't stop moaning and I am becoming desperate... but I wait, knowing you'll give me what I need.... what I deserve moaning I arch up into you again and this time you smile as you slam down on me. I love the feel of your balls as they slap against my. ”“Mmm. You’re not bad, yourself. Mmmm.”“Now lean forward ... There. So smooth, so soft, so warm.”“Mmm. Your hands are so gentle.”“They have to be. They’re handling precious objects ... Precious ... Mmm. And sweet.”“Yeah, that feels good ... What are you doing?”“Trust me. This will feel good, too.”“Well, yeah, but gentlemen ask.”“They do? What odd creatures. Now I know why I don’t ever want to be a gentleman.”“You’re impossible. Mmm. Good kisser, though.”“Okay, now I will ask. Karen, would you.