One made her cum, the other made her choke.Jermaine undid her ties. She thaked him before he quickly turned her onto her stomach and retied her to th... table.“You’ll thank me soon momma, for the best arse-fuck you ever had!” he bragged.With that, Jermaine pushed handcream into her anal passage, inserting first one, then two then threefingers, to widen her canal.Not that that would help – he had a cock 11” long and 9” in diameter! It was like a 2 liter coke bottle.Jermaine pulled her arse cheek. "You are beautiful, Chelsie" , the Mistresssmiled, "Is it any wonder I keep you chained to my bed at night?".The leash snapping back onto her collar brought finally drew Chelsie's gazeaway from the mirror. The Mistress led Chelsie into the dungeon and lockedher to the wheel. Once secure, Chelsie was spun upside down and her skirtand petticoats fell over her face. She felt her panties being slid down herthighs and she shut her eyes tightly. "I mustn't come", she repeated overand over to herself. She pretended not to notice. "Why did you keep your panties on?" I asked her. "Nobody else does that"."My boyfriend asked me to" she answered. It was the first I had heard of a boyfriend. I'm not the jealous type so I was not concerned. but was he, I wondered? "How come he wants you to keep those panties on?" I was just playing for time, trying to work out the situation. "He just does, he's a bit jealous".My fears were confirmed. "So where is he now?" "He went to look around" Maybe he has found. ’ Five minutes passed with much of the same button pressing, cheery beeping, and no progress. ‘Instruction manual you say?’ Mmhm. Diego paused for a moment, then continued pressing buttons. Just as he was about to turn up a dial that looked like it might be the volume Betty stopped him. I wouldn’t do that. ‘Do what?’ Turn that dial. ‘Why not?’ That’s the self-destruct timer. ‘I see.’ Diego’s hand made a hasty retreat. ‘So where’s that instruction manual?’ Betty giggled and flashed an image into.