It looked like she had metal manacles around her ankles, keeping her feet on the floor, with about 2 feet between them. And leather cuffs hold her wri...ts together, and kept her arms taunt above her head. Her torso was naked, but she could feel she wore tights, panties, and shoes. As far as she could guess, they were her own clothes. She felt a rough wall against her back... obviously there was some fabric between her buttocks and the wall, not just her panties and tights. Her captor(ess?) had. By this point we both were very much ready to rip each others close off, remembering the animal instincts that we had, being that we both had a nap, and forgetting the rest of the world. I wouldn’t let it happen that way though, I wanted to enjoy just being with her, and to ensure that I cleared my head of Stacy for at least one night. It wouldn’t be that easy though, because there was a real connection between Tina Lee an I that I couldn’t deny, that everyone around us saw, and that was. A little small talk later and she was headed back to work, and I was back to bed passed out until 4pm when again the phone woke me up. This time it was Kim, a hot but shy and kind of odd D cupped 5 foot nothing beauty that I was “dating”. She was one of the only girls I fucked that basically required a date before fucking, and this night was to be no different. I brushed my teeth, put on some fresh deodorant, and new cloths and went to pick her up. I don’t really remember our “date” but it. It’s amazing to feel the warmth and tight walls of an ass pussy around your cock as you force in deep inch by inch. I drove my black spear down to the deepest part of her, then grind about as I grunted and snarled menacingly. “Ohmygod…ohmygod Simba, you’re making me cum!” “Don’t you cum on me yet sissy, you don’t cum until I…” My voice trailed off as I looked back into the mirror and saw the long lazy stream of her sissy ejaculate spit out of her small clitty. “You’re gonna pay for that shit.