He showed them to Tonya, whose eyes grew wide with fear, and went back around to the bound girl's buttocks."Please don't... ," Tonya pleaded, "Pleeeea...e..."Again, her pleas were ignored; he spread her pussy lips apart, gently inserting the speculum as she whined in dreaded anticipation of her most private area being turned into a gaping maw! Slowly, it slid into the fountain of the helpless ex-skater's femininity, the captive female's cries betraying her agony... When the speculum was all the. Another beating... for unnecessary waste...but... the worst very kind of handjobs... are the ones where some of theMen... force you to slow down... so s-l-o-w-l-y... that you're barely...even jacking Their Dicks... but instead... rather g-e-n-t-l-ysqueezing... as you slide your trembly hands... ever so s-l-o-w-l-y...up... and down... and then... lingering... at the very base... of Theirdicks... and dangling testciles... and then... ever so s-l-o-w-l-y...infinitesimally s-l-o-w-l-y... a-l-l the. I still didn't know your name, but that didn't seem to matter. For now, all that mattered was getting my life back on track, keeping my marriage intact and retaining a firm hold on the only man who'd ever managed to make me feel like something more than just a dowdy housewife -- you, my Master.We found you easily enough, since I took him directly to the security office in the back of the building. You were there, watching us approach the door. I think, even before introductions were made, that. Please don’t call us sir or ma’am, or Mr. and Dr. We’re Joshua and Amanda to you. My wife and I have talked about you a lot since we met you this morning, and we both really like you very much. We want you to treat us like friends, and we hope you let us earn that title.’ ‘Josh,’ Amanda said, ‘you’re as bad as Tara with the interruptions. Seth, please go on.’ ‘I called my folks at 6 this evening. I didn’t tell them much about what happened to Tara and me last night. I’d rather do that in.