More screams erupted from the store.There was another woman in the store standing behind the man with the gun. She looked oriental and was bare above ...he waist except for a pink bra. She had the huge bottle of liquor in her chained hands. It was enormous, the largest bottle Mark had ever seen, the size of a cricket bat. She swung it high in a full overhead arc and then whipped it down as hard as she could, the muscles in her arms bulging from the effort.Mark expected the bottle to explode on. I really got off on having my slave lick his wife's come off me. "That's enough slave," I told him. I slid out and stood beside the bed. "On your hands and knees slave" I ordered him. And then his wife took out his butt plug. "Stay" I told him, like he was a dog. "Don't move!" Suzie and I went to get the video camera and set it up. We took our time to make Dave really sweat it out. When we returned five minutes later, he hadn't moved.I couldn't have imagined it possible but Dave started looking. I continued until I thought she would fall out of the chair and then I abruptly stopped. “I will be back in a few minutes,” and I walked away. I only went to the other side of the room and I stood and watched her. She was pulling at the scarf trying to get her hands freed but could not get it loose.The expressions on her face were a combination of frustration but enjoyment. In order to establish trust and strength I had to push her emotions but not too far.I walked back to her and kneeled on my. The digging pain couldn’t overpower his surging load. Out of breath, he tried to warn her of the explosion but became lost in her velvety grip.“Oh my fucking god! Fuck me,” she screamed as his dick swelled and started gushing.“I c-c-c-can’t...” he stuttered, as her tightening pussy gushed onto his spewing thrusts.Thick rope after rope coated the inside of her convulsing cunny hole. She pulled him down and kissed him, barely muffling their orgasmic cries of passion. Her pussy gushed around his.