He made a dismissive face. “This is nothing, bro. It’s still early!”I shook my head in disbelief as he led me to the area that was cleared for o...r band to set up in. After I placed my amp in a good spot, Jonah pointed to a large cooler.“Band fridge with a bunch of beers,” he indicated.He looked around and then waved someone over. A cute blonde girl with a Goth look sidled up to Jonah and gave me a polite smile with her black-painted lips. Her lively eyes were set in a bed of deep shadows. Jonah. Grossed out, I pulled out the carrot from my ass. I looked at it as shit stains marked the thicker end and halfway down. ?I? I cant do it, Sir.? I gagged.Plug your nose and eat that fucking carrot, or you will get 100 lashes before bed! I plugged my nose but gagged with every bite at just the thought of eating some of my own shit. It even came up a little bit.You better hold it in, bitch. Remember, this is just part of your training. You can do it. You know you can.I did it. I actually. The binding of my arms and legs was quickly completed, leaving me immobile and unable to talk or see. I heard him ask my wife to put on a hood that he had brought for her, a gas mask type with a mouth opening. She agreed at once. The sounds of lovemaking were quickly filling the room. The rustling of rubber on rubber; moaning, groaning, laughter and more filled the room. Hours seemed to pass as I sat there, cock engorged and aching for release. The sounds faded, quiet took over as they became. Emma came up behind him, pressing her soft globes against his back as she threw an arm around his neck with her other one groping his chest.She squeezed hard and sighed deeply into his ear.“Alllrrriiigghhttt, I know you need to be at work this morning. Go hop in the shower while I feed Bruiser,” Emma said.“I can feed-” Brent started to say as he stood. Emma silenced him with a slap to the ass.“Uh, uh. Remember, my house, my rules. Go wash,” she said firmly, pointing in the direction of the.