The emcee now stepped back into the spotlight and stood right at her head. Leaning down close to her ear he said in a loud whisper that his microphone...carried throughout the room, “I’ll let you in on a little secret.” His annoying smirky smile was nearly splitting his face. “There is no drug in the lube. I just say that so slaves will have an excuse to show how slutty they truly are.”He then walked out of the spotlight laughing and pointing around the room and gesturing, indicating that. Eventually - despite hunger, the noise and the videos - exhaustioncaused Kyle to pass out. But he was only allowed to sleep a few hoursbefore the videos started again forcing Kyle awake. Kyle tried to walkaround his room to stop the videos playing, but the googles alwaysfixated on the bed, and so with Kyle unable to see, and the heels on hisfeet killing him, and would soon be sitting on the bed. The gay pornwould always start up immediately.This went on for days and days and days, when Kyle. So, after I walked in the door, I stripped down to nothing, briefly washed up, got the last bits of drying cum off my face and ass (including a bit in my right eyelash) and brushed my teeth, then lay down naked on my bed with a full sissy erection, still dripping. How much precum did I have? I wondered, since I had been dripping for hours and hours. But it was time to recall the pleasant sucking and fucking I had enjoyed–the most guys I have ever had in one night: eleven? twelve? And while I am. Then, I slowly went down to her boobs. I bit her nipple tightly, and vigorously started fucking her. I could hear her moan rhythmically with my thrusts.I was sucking her harder and harder. I was about to cum. I took it out and rested for a short while. Till my dick calms down, I kissed her neck and fingered her vagina. I was continuously sucking on her neck, while one hand pressed on her boobs, and the other was in her vagina.She took her hand and slowly stroked my cock while the other was.