It was in her throat, her belly, her breasts, her pussy… the pumping action going on behind her stirred it, making it move inside her body. It seem...d to move to meet the thrusting rod in her ass, she squirmed, feeling as though it could easily turn her inside out, her ass grinding against the groin of the demon behind her… his thrusts into her pussy and ass were brutal, and she convulsed in torment, her insides twisting and shuddering. Her tears fell on the floor in front of her as he filled. He took me to one of the massage rooms there, and closed the door. The room had a table in the center of the room, with a foam mattress. The only source of light was a small light lit at the bottom of one of the walls. Before I could register the room completely, he asked me to lie on bed on my stomach. So I loosened my towel and lied there on the massage table. It was a funny feeling, with me lying on that table with a semi hard on.He then took off his t-shirt and came closer to me. His slim. It was a bit after 2:00 p.m. kinda late for coffee unless you were an addict like me, but all of the men opted to have some. Ian followed my wife into the kitchen to help secure the elixir of life.“So?” I said, to the visitors.“It was Glory and Penelope that asked us to come by and kind of gang up on you,” said Grant.“Okay, and to what purpose?” I said.“Really?” said Grant. I waited for an answer to my question. Herman picket up the gauntlet.“Dad?” he said. “We, all of us including our wives,. She had cute feet. "I will torture you less if you good."She slapped me across the face, and I shrieked a little at the shock and my utter vulnerability. My head rang, and the gag hurt more. She showed me the crop. Then I heard the click as she unlocked the chain from the beam. I was still disoriented as she used it to lead me over to the still drying patch of piss and drool. I followed her she led me by the collar chain, my legs creaking, my hands dangling numb, useless at my chest. I saw.