I obliged and we went to her home. I sat down in the drawing room while she went in to the kitchen and then came out with coffee. While talking she in...ormed me that she is spending most time on internet, and jokingly I said, so you are also addicted to online porn, may be cyber-sex. She smiled and said, is there any harm? I said, well that is virtual world, the real sex is mush better than that. She said, yes, but I can not have it since my husband is away. I smiled and said, you can have sex. Sure enough... some sort of chain mechanism was being used to left me off my feet. A leg spreader was secured at my ankles. My hands and arms were tied behind my back. I became a human pinata. They were taking turns whopping me and causing me to swing wildly as the rope bit into my breasts. They would slap my pussy and tits as I swung there. I heard lots of laughing and fowl language. Then I heard the chains again. At first I thought I was being lowered but then I realized my legs were being. And your future, said daddy.gretta was looking at a some kinda mideavil torture chamber with all kinds of weird devices and gear, that she had only seen in porn movies in internet. Daddy?? What is this? She mumbled…First of all. I aint your daddy, you fuckin whore! I bought you when you were a year old kid. Your mother was a harem slave of a Saudi business man. A sexslave. As are you going to be too from now on, until you die.gretta was looking at this man and heard what he said but could not. Jon took one side and Mike took the other. It was awkward for a while with nervous small talk filling the air.Finally Mike was too horny and told them they could start. Without much hesistation Jon grabbed Morgan's breast through her shirt. She stiffened up at first but relaxed a second later. Jon leaned in and began biting her neck leaving red marks.Mike pulled out a camera and started recording the two. He was rubbing his dick through his pants as Jon kissed Morgan on her mouth and shoved his.