She taught me how to endure pain. She taught me how to become submissive. She used to punish me whenever I did a mistake. She loved it so much, that s...metimes, she even punished me without any reason. My punishments ranged from cum denial, to heavy spanking. What had started as fun, had eventually turned into torture. I wanted to run away from her, but was scared. Over the year that I spent with Mistress Kate, she took enough pictures of me, and had video taped several of our sessions. That was. But what really lengthened Kenneth's love muscle was the woman's long flowing red hair. He so loved redheads.The name Avian was neatly stenciled on the right hand corner of the woman's work smock. A name that Kenneth instantly committed to memory."Oh you bet I'm buying this!" Casey exclaimed. "This is the pinnacle of gag gifts."Tearing open the condom package Casey slipped the rubbers over his finger. "Feels real." he declared. "Maybe its designed to bust or something." Testing his theory Casey. He was slippy, he was opening, she dipped her tongue into his ass one last time and then replaced it with her middle finger, a slow smooth thrust into his welcoming hole, she bent her finger slightly upward, rubbing the front wall, stimulating his prostate gently, an insistent rhythm, turning him on, working him into a frenzy, she caressed the smooth skin between his balls and ass firmly with her thumb, as her finger fucked him, his prostate throbbing between them. She could feel the tightening. This could be interesting. Amanda still had her small silk bath robe on but right now it was beginning to fall off and Steph saw that Amanda was still naked underneath. Just seeing Amanda’s full breasts Steph really had to rethink her idea of tying Amanda to that X table and just going to town on her. Her pussy told her that was a bad idea. It told her instead that Amanda should tie her to the table and use one of the toys until she went unconscious. Fuck she was horny. After a few hours.