Ian opened the jar and replaced the ring on her finger in what he later described to me as “its rightful place.” The master and his lady now dance..., Ian fetching another round, and being in time to see his wife being whirled round in a reel, her skirt nearly showing her wares and her large breasts using centrifugal force to attempt an escape from the dress to the appreciation of the crowd and the embarrassment of May. The prosess was repeated a number of times during the evening, before Lenny. Ray...my mind trails on the idea that Bambi wants me.It's not a doorknob, it's a lever. And it's tight. I grasp it, and pushit down. The hydraulics slide it open. And suddenly I am on stage.Three spotlights pale even my colorful makeup. I see camera peoplefilming me, two of them in cranes. Fake applause rolls over me. AndMaster Steve begins to announce my arrival as I stand paralyzed. One ofthe camcranes, swings over daringly to, it seems, look at my ass andnaked legs. I wonder how much zoom. A puddle from her eye, as the guy fucking of cum gathered in her eye, but she was unable to move, her body held down by the man pounding her cunt. She felt herself getting close again, as she was relentlessly pounded. Her eyes rolled back as her body was assaulted. She could feel the pressure building as her cunt tightened around the strangers cock. Gritting her teeth as the sensation intensified she came again, while cum dribbled down her cheek. Her body spasmed with pleasure as the cock. My eyes leave it only to look into His eyes. He smiles down me, a small gesturethat sends tidal waves of anticipation right through my body. My toes curlslightly, my calves tighten and flex, my hips squirm against the softness ofthe bed, my fingers claw out then retract into a tight fist, my eyes pleadfor a touch… all this brought on by the slightest facial expression.He slowly, casually gathers the black silk scarf from the night table, and,lifting my head gently, places it over my eyes, tying.