" How about an hour and a half?" I replied."I don't know Billy," chimed in Ricky, "you said that she was not really that great in bed. I was actually ...oping for a wild night with a slut that would do whatever we wanted. I'm not sure I want to blow that much money on a boring fuck!"That statement actually made me mad. I would grant that I didn't have that much experience, but to be referred to as not really great in bed was unacceptable to my ego. Just the second time my need to compete was. "That looks scary," commented Curtis."Then we'll stop here," said Bessie. "It's time for you to go home anyway. You've worn an old woman out today." You're not old," said Curtis."I'm not, huh?"Not as old as Bob. He's ancient!" piped the youngster.Bessie, who was well into her seventieth year, laughed."Kids," she said, slapping her knee. "They sure will keep you young." You think so?" asked Bob."They do when you can send them home," she laughed."Sorry we were late," said Bob. "Something came. She knew that she would eventually be out of her mind with pain and lightheaded from blood loss and lack of oxygen.Relaxing her arms had two effects. First, she was further impaled upon the hook. The second was that she couldn't breathe because her chest was compressed. She tried to scream. When she lifted her body up by her arms, she found another refinement to the hook. It was barbed and it tore her inside. She screamed some more.Then, the whipping started. Two other girls owned by her master. I was so jealous. It wasn't fair that Kimmy got to fuck you while I had to frig myself in the corner. I wanted your cock in my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass. I wanted it everywhere. I couldn't sleep that night thinking about your big, beautiful prick. I hated the thought of Kimmy fucking you again. I wanted your cock in me. I wanted it to be mine ... all mine ... just mine."She grabbed the neck of my undershirt with both hands and ripped it down the middle. Her right hand returned to my pecker.