I am not used to having something wedged into my mouth, not to mention that it threatened to go down my throat. Why haven’t anyone come back? I woul... do anything to be released from this bondage and having a change of clothes. But alas, I am still hogtied in the same position without any clue as to when this will all end. Whoever is doing this is trying to make me go insane. Even if he or she has not lay a single hand on me, this kind of mental torture is probably even more cruel. Keeping me in. I sat there for a while. Talking to him and finally cut the call and left the washroom.It took me almost a week to recover. But my body was still covered with so many marks. In this week I pretty much had the same schedule. I woke up after my roomies left and did the usual stuff. During the lunchtime, I used to video call Virat. We stripped naked and used to masturbate.After which I took a nap and woke up before my roomies arrived and got ready. Once I recovered, things changed a bit as I had. He stooped down and dragged his huge dick across her soft skin. He placed it up on her pubic region, sunk down and started fucking her pelvis, only inches away from penetration. Even this was giving her some pleasure, so she moaned. He kept this up for several minutes before pulling back and starting to smack her pussy with his cock. Over and over and over again, beating the head of his dick against her sensitive, swollen clit. She pouted "Please, baby! You know you want my warm, wet, slippery. He said his name was Jim and I gave him my long nailed handand said, "I'm Lisa". "So nice tomeet you Lisa, can I buy you a drink?" I explained thatI was buying a round for my friends, and he offered to buythe round. I accepted and he helped me deliver the drinksto the table, just as a slow song was being played by the DJ.I was about to sit down, when Jim put his hand around my waistand asked me to dance. I grabbed his hand and we walked tothe dance floor. It felt so great to feel his arms.