“How did you like the play action?” I wondered if she enjoyed it as much as I had. “It’s funny, like I said, I was jealous at first. But afte... a while, I actually began to enjoy watching. “Her eyes twinkled, “especially the look on your face when Marcie got undressed. It was hilarious watching you trying not to look or touch.” She came to me then, and cuddled up next to me. We didn’t talk for a while. Finally though, I had to ask. “You planned that didn’t you?” She giggled. “Yes. Marcie. The fact I did is all that is important. As for me letting you go, that isn't going to happen. I have yet to enjoy myself with you." It drives me crazy how calm he is talking to me, but I am relieved to hear him say he hasn't enjoyed himself yet, but the word yet, is what scares me. He begins to undo his buttons. I begin to scream, my voice still not working fully. I yank hard at my wrists which burn my skin, making me cry out more. Tears begin to flow now. "Please just let me go!" I begin. "Bareback is the only way I will have you fuck me, fertile or not." "That's the only way I fuck white pussy." "As long as you plant that potent seed as deep as you can, OHHHHHHHHHHH! in my pussy," I moaned.Jerome started plowing in and out of my unprotected pussy, I was climaxing non stop. My hips thrusting to meet Jerome's. The feeling of his cock swelling in my pussy set off the most intense orgasm I've had in quite awhile. I lost track of my fertile time being pregnant. I could not remember. As he stepped back, my Mistress and Lorraine climbed the stools, and when I had raised my arms as ordered, they fastened the cuffs around my wrists.As soon as my arms had been secured, Mistress Chantal told me to bend my knees enough that my bottom would be resting on top of the short pipe with the pins sticking out of it. I did that, and then had my first experience ever with sitting on a sedile, and believe me, it is not at all pleasant!Mistress Chantal and Lorraine then got off the step.