Saraya was feeling like she was going to pass out the corset was so constricting & her pink ass was glowing as the Hitachi vibed away, As she struggle... it milked her prostate into the sleeve, her sissy balls tingling and straining her clit against its cage, Saraya’s legs were trembling and with every shudder the heavy titty clamps jingled and the cock gag causing a reflex making her pussy contract straining to push the inflatable plug out to no avail, And all the while Mistresses MP3 mix was. The two strong men, both White, bend my over the desk, producing much rope.Another two men appear, beginning to tie my hands behind my back with many a knot, while the initial to men, keep their painfull grip on me.I beg Again to be let go, but get nothing more of my trouble, but mocking laughter and degrading remarks, and the occasional spitting.My legs being spread wide, my short grey skirt, brand new of denim, cut from me by a Sharp knife, with the clear warning sneering in my left ear, to. Paul and Gloria were nice enough to offer their sumptuous home for the wedding and reception. We of course accepted and Carol, Patty and Gloria were together a lot planning and arranging for everything. Of course from some of the stories Carol and Patty related when they got home, they spent a lot of time making love to each others cunts as well.As an aside, if you are wondering why no mention has ever been made of either Carol's or my parents, I will tell you that we both were temporarily. I look down. Holy shit! My dick had somehow worked its way out of one of the legs of my shorts and is now bobbing in the air as hard as a rock for the whole world to see. Staring at it for a moment in disbelief I look up at Mrs. Adleson with the same expression on her face. She drops her glass, shattering on the steps “I’ve got to go.” “I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” trying to work it back in my shorts. “It’s okay. Just nature I guess. I’ve really got to go!” she turns red. Oh my gawd. Mrs. Adleson.