She wondered what other torments awaited her in her new role as slave.When she saw Tiffany, she gasped at the sight of her friend. Janet was sitting o... two black slabs that had been joined at the top like the letter A. Tiffany sat at the apex, with her entire weight resting upon her sex. Her ankle bracelets were locked to chains from the thing, and her joined wrists in back were locked to a ceiling chain. She chain was pulled forward, forcing Tiffany forward into a truly agonizing. It was a bit too much beyond my wildest imagination. He moved hisfingers to run along my now moist butt crevice, sending shocks all over me. My onlyreaction was to clutch the rails tighter. His finger travelled from top to bottom , up &down along the crevice . He seemed to have enjoyed it very much. He then rested it onmy anus..I was totally unprepared for this, because even my husband hasn’t touched methere . He attempted one hard push with his finger making me stand on tip toes and gasp.His. She was getting a lot more confident behind the wheel. I wondered if Mom and Dad would thank me for that or want to kick me in the ass.We had lunch at an all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet in Oakland, then took the ferry to our new home, Angel Island State Park, right in the middle of San Francisco Bay.About five, Tami organized another concert. Today we drew almost a hundred spectators, but it was a Saturday afternoon, so the park was already full. I think we were the only ones who came in today.. I woke up the next morning just as tired as the night before.After seeing everyone off, I took the magazine out of the drawer and carefully read the stories again. I found myself playing with my tits before I let my fingers stroke my wet panties. I stood up and took them off and laid back down, fingering my engorged pussy until I exploded.When I had recovered and dressed I went and made a cuppa and thought as I sipped. Was this what Barry, wanted me to do? Our love life wasn’t the most exciting.