Excuse me just a moment." With that, he strode out of the room. Nora watched him go and then turned back to Jennifer, still tied to the bed, still so...bing behind her gag. Nora still couldn't believe how hard Jennifer had been lashed, and she suddenly felt very sorry for her erstwhile tormentor. She walked up to Jennifer and ran her hands gently over Jennifer's battered bottom. Jennifer jumped a little at the unexpected contact but Nora whispered, "It's okay. I'm so sorry. He didn't need to. " Does that happen often?" asked Duncan."Often enough," said Amanda, "but not too often or you'd think I'm a whore, and I'm not, but I do like my sex like my coffee, strong and often." I'm your man then," said Duncan, "I like to work out at least twice a week at the gym to keep me in trim." And to keep your pecker up?" asked Amanda.Then she gave her hips a wiggle and felt his shrinking shlong slide slowly out of her to rest limp and flaccid on the seat of the sofa."I hope he recovers quickly,". Mistress put me in shameful situations constantly, and while I had learned to accept them, my cheeks still burned with shame to be seen like this – buck naked and bound to a table of my own free will.The blonde looked me up and down and licked her lips like she was salivating over a piece of freshly cooked prime rib. “Your Mommy tells me you aren't able to cum, baby,” she purred. “I never met a boy who couldn't give himself a cum cum before,” she said with a big, teasing smile on her face only. I want to make you orgasm.’ ‘I’m exhausted babe—let’s plan something for tomorrow night when I get home. Are you ready to fall asleep? Close your eyes. Sweet dreams. I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Love you.’ He arrived home late the next evening. The house was dark except for a light coming from their bedroom. She was already in bed, a blanket pulled over her shoulders. He leaned over and kissed her while explaining why he was late. He had been in a suit and tie all day and needed to take a shower..