Meaaine ke samne khadihokar bal bana rahi thi.Or uske taraf tirchi najar se dekh rahithi.Uski aankhe mere bade boobs par thi.Kabhi kabhi mere gand par... bhijati thi.Kuch dder bad usne uske pant ke upar se uske lund pe hathghuma raha tha.Wo pant tambu jaise ho gai thi.Wo lund ko ek hath sedaba raha tha.Usme bhi aag jal rahi thi.Mera badan garam ho rahatha.Or kap raha tha.Uske sharir ko dekhkar liptne ko man kar rahatha.Meaaine se dekh rahi thi uska hath jor jor se hil raha tha.Rohit mere taraf. He watches bemusedly as she writhes in his grasp, then looks away suddenly, distracted by something.She gasps for breath, slowly coming back to herself a little at a time. "M-Master?"He growls, dragging her to her feet with both hands. "You were followed," he snarls accusingly, raising her wrists over her head in a familiar pose and fastening them to manacles mounted near the bare bulb in the ceiling."No Master, I-" but her protestations only earn her another stinging strike between the. “You have been bad, haven’t you, slave?” she hissed.Amanda nodded. She could feel the heat of her tears collecting in the tight spaces of her rubber hood.“Not only did you orgasm without permission, you are within a hair of slicing yourself to ribbons.”The bound girl could almost feel Mistress squatting down beside her, looking down at her with a venomous look twisting her face with a pent-up rage. Amanda felt her leash being taken up and yanked. She practically gagged as Mistress hauled her up. . yeah, a picture sounds good!"With that, he reached under the console and pulled out a yachting hat and a pipe and struck a pose—one hand on the wheel, the other on the throttles and a damn the torpedoes look on his face. I managed to snap a couple of quick shots before he broke out laughing. Once he regained control I got some additional images using the island we were near for the background.By the time the sun had set I had several pictures of both Bob and Sue together and both separately I.