As usual I was bound nude, splayed across the vintage barber chair he'd installed in the spare bedroom. With practiced indifference he whisked away my...stubble, one eye on CNBC's ?Morning Call? and the other on my crotch. His thumb pressed firm on my asshole, a pivot for his fingers to tug apart my lips. Though humiliating, the shave itself wasn't unpleasant. It's been weeks since he'd so much as nicked me. But being a born sadist, one final, inevitable cruelty soon draws his rapt attention-. Rich couldn’t see what he was doing to me. Seth’s hands were underwater and he was being careful to keep his arm movements small and subtle, but I could sure feel it! My nipples were hard a diamonds, and I leaned forward so they brushed against his back… I could feel the small, subtle beginnings of a serious orgasm, ready to ignite, which was just crazy!His wandering hands kept exploring more and more, venturing all the way up my legs to the sides of my bare ass and then, in the creases where. !Abruptly, a pause in the perpetual line of wild-animal rapists behind her caused the naked young wife to raise her pony- tailed, blonde head to Caesar once more! Through glazed eyes, she saw that the terrible wrath had lessened on his handsome, canine face... and then, he growled a deep-throated, meaningful sound that was answered by another dog to her rear! From her still, obscenely debased position, Jean started to look back, and it was then that she saw Mark beside her! He... he was. Rings, large loop earrings and a necklace quickly followed before the final touch was put into place… my wig. I glanced into the small mirror and was happily surprised to see what I thought had been a relatively attractive woman dressed in a quasi schoolgirl uniform. Actually the more I looked at the image the more I thought that Sabrina looked more like a dancers from one of the low end clubs we had visited long ago. With still time before the wife got up I tackled one of the aspects of.