And no questions, demands or begging. We know it will be hard for you to be good during the next few minutes so we’ll let you have a gag. In the f...ture, however, we’ll expect you to obey without any help.”I think my eyes were bugging out of my face. They were about to mutilate me and were allowing me the use of a gag? Could Maria have been serious telling me I’d learn to love what they did to me? Before I had a chance to break the rules, however, I found a ball gag in my mouth. I never. When someone rejects you, chooses not to be with you, and takes you to the cleaners in the process, it hurts so much more. I know I’m probably well rid of him, but it still hurts.’ ‘Listen, while I feed Angela, why don’t you go and shower and change into clean clothes.’ She blushed adorably. ‘I really haven’t got any.’ I grinned at her. ‘You’ve got three choices. See what’s in my wife’s wardrobe, although it will all be too big, use a t-shirt of mine, or use a bathrobe while your clothes are in. The bloke fucking me rubbed his cock all over my arse cheeks before sliding two fingers into my bum hole. I looked around to the middle aged Italian man and said, "Fuck me in the arse."He was quick to pull his cock out of my pussy and after he spat on his hand and rubbed it around his knob, he began to push it into my arse."Oh Christ," he said, "this is a first."I looked at the young man, who was mauling my boobs to my left, and said "Rub my pussy, get it nice and wet because you're going to. She walked over to him and leant over him to pour the wine, seductively leaning into him perhaps a bit more than she would of usually. He felt her soft breast brush against his shoulder, and he could see down her top. James felt a bulge appear in his pants, and he tried to ignore it, but realised his sister had already seen it. He tried to cover it up, but it was too late. The sight of the bulge in his trousers had been enough proof for Katie that she really did turn him on. She had let her.