The door we wanted to enter was locked, but it only had a single bolt holding the door. An Agency man stuffed a wad of material where the bolt was and...lit it with a lighter. There was a flash of light and the door warped. Another man pulled the door and the bolt was like liquid. We didn’t see any alarm wires or magnets, so we moved forward.We heard that the rear entrance had been breached in the same manner the front one had. Our first contact was a man by the elevator with an AK that wasn’t at. My arse is very greased up and he twists and turns the dildo. "Put it in your arse too" I say and he says "Be quiet! I am the Master!". He reaches over and gets me a bottle of poppere for myself and takes one for him too. Then he twists the dildo round more easing it almost out then pushing it back in as far as it will go. At one time I feel him squeeze a finger in along side the dildo so I know he is trying to stretch my hole open wider. I feel him slowly withdraw the dildo and he takes the. Someone has a dirty mind. I can't wait to find out how dirty..." We stepped apart just before Tom walked in and announced that we were going to his house for lunch, and that Elizabeth should go collect her sister.The DeBusque manse was a huge, wooden, plantation style house, complete with wrap around porch, second story balcony, and tall, old trees for shade. As we exited Tom's Escalade, the front door opened and a maid, complete with maid's uniform, and a young girl came out to greet us. The. Frank knelt behind me and I instinctively moved my shoulders lower, opening myself for him. I couldn't wait to feel him inside of me, pushing me into the sacred place where he allowed me to go. I was already halfway there via the pleasure/pain in my cock and all of the other sweet tortures Frank had inflicted upon me. His cock would be the final push, putting me into the world where pain was transformed into pure pleasure. Frank was an alchemist of sensation.I felt the initial pressure of the.