When Mistress Mary walked in and first inspected me. I saw she was holding the black hood and ball gag she had used on me when she beat my balls. I be...ame scared. "This goes over your head, don't be afraid." I did as ordered. "First this goes in your mouth." A ball gag. As she placed it there and strapped it around my head. Then the hood went on. "I'm going to guide you."We went down the hall to the spare room we have. The music was really loud in here. The room is pretty much empty except a. Oh, and please do not stand on ceremony, calling me Sir is quite sufficient." So if you, say, murdered someone, you could not be prosecuted? As an example, you understand; I didn't mean to..." her voice trailed off as she realised how terrible that sounded.The Emir was not in the least upset, rather more intrigued, as he replied, "No. It is not possible for me to commit murder. Let me explain; my word is the law here. Therefore nothing I do can ever be illegal. I cannot murder anyone, since. You might consider last night cheating and after doing as you suggested and looking at it from every angle I can see that from your point of view it might have been. But I can't go back and change it Roger. I honestly thought I had your blessing. That said I want to talk about the rest of what you said. You were right on most of it. I did everything you said I did, except for the cheating part, and my reason for doing it was so you would let me fuck other men. But only Roger, only if you were a. Just tell me what to do bro, and I’ll try and make you feel good too.” Gabe gently tugged at Garret’s foreskin, waiting for more instruction.“Let’s put some of this in your hands, it’ll help with the stroking.” Garret smiled as he pumped massage oil into Gabe’s palms. “I am very sensitive down there, so you’ll have to be gentle.” Garret tossed his head back and let out a loud grunt as Gabe gave him a long stroke to his shaft.“Come closer to the table.” Gabe begged his brother.Garret leant down.