Very good slave.? In a few moments it was ready. Forcing Kurt up into a sitting position she propped his less than mobile body up against the ...eadboard. Sitting face to face she wrapped her legs around him. The feel of her boots against his bare skin made Kurt shiver involuntarily. Kat caught the reaction instantly but said nothing. Instead she voraciously shoved her vagina over Kurt’s penis, enveloping it like a Venus fly trap would a treat. Hungrily she slid herself back. Clarissa would kick at Lacie, getting the beleaguered captive to crawl across the cold tiles, trying to escape the punishment. Clarissa would herd Lacie towards one of their machines, finally pouncing on her when she was close enough, quickly shackling the exhausted brunette to the device of the day. Lacie was forced to rotate between the torture machines that crowded the floor of her cell. There was one black shrouded machine though, that Clarissa said she was saving for Lacie, saying she was. . she had had enough. The elevator gave a soft chime as it swooped down and stopped behind the twin golden doors. As they parted, she saw the young face of Miranda Fuller. Twenty-six year-old Miranda was the daughter of CEO Gordon Fuller, the multi-millionaire patriarch of the company and icon of the industry (having been featured on the cover of Forbes no less than three times in the course of his career). Miranda, a small, compact woman with bright, conniving brown eyes and a short black. She let out a gasp as my balls finally were pressed firmly up against her perfect ass.We embraced each other and let our tongues caress one another. I began my steady, rhythmic, thrusts as we tried desperately to grind our hips together as hard as we could. My head began swimming in the thoughts of how turned on we were making each other. As we kept going at it, I positioned myself back on my knees so I could have a look at her body, but especially to watch my now glistening cock pump itself in.