"I immediately walk to the fucking bench and climb into position, doggy style with legs held wide, one breast hanging on each side of the center suppo...t.Sir Greg motions to Mike who rises and clips my 4 cuffs and collar into place. I couldn't run if I wanted to.Before he can return to his cushion, Sir Greg orders him to apply my nipple clamps. Mike looks deep into my eyes as he does, his inner sadist taking delight since he know I both love and hate clamps on my nipples.Sir Greg offers me to. "A bastard," he told his old dog, "but that's the way it is, I suppose. I hope they don't pollute the creek." Then he remembered the tons of Superphosphate, Urea, Lime, weedkillers and sheepdip that must have washed down that river over the years and smiled.He drove on into town to the pub. Te Kiako had been a busy port once, but that had been a great many years ago. Flax and timber used to come down the river to be loaded onto ships bound for Australia and the World. There was no-more timber. Walking her to the door, I actually wondered if I would get a goodnight kiss. Gauging the tenor of the evening, I was of a mind to doubt it. But, I was wrong. The kiss was a scorcher."Goodnight, Charlie. I had a good time. See you at school," she said.I'd been about to ask her for a second date just as she opened the door. But, in the background, I caught sight of the black man that I'd seen her with in the caf. It deflated me. "For sure," I said. "Sleep tight." She looked me askance.I couldn't. Marge closed her eyes, lost in the sensuous feeling, her hand covering one of the man's squeezing her tit. She spread her legs simply to keep her balance.Marge moaned when soft lips pressed onto her pussy -- directly on her pussy since she wasn't wearing panties. She pushed back on the hard cock behind her, grinding her ass on it. She felt fingers and a tongue between her legs and she moaned again, a louder one this time. Her knees buckled and pointing outward. The man dropped one arm and.