I felt his hands cup my breasts and tug at my nipples, pinching them intermittently, giving me tiny shocks of pain much like being pricked with a need...e over and over again. They hardened like diamonds. My breath quickened as my senses heightened to his every touch. His hands moved downward till he covered my shaved wet cunt. I would normally be dripping with my slick juices freely flowing down my legs, but since tonight would be a new experience, my anxiety was showing.He again whispered, “You. With an impish wiggle, she cleared her throat."Uh, Sir?" Yes, Honey?" Ummm, I think I could manage to go pee again. If you wanted to play with me down there again, that is..." She squeezed both her eyes shut tight, not wanting to see his reaction. She missed a very adolescent blush, having caught him out on an irresistible impulse. It had been a spur of the moment thing that, in retrospect, was probably not the thing to do. He decided to play along."Uh, yeah, I'd like that." He set her down and. I was strapped face down tightly to the frame and tied a dildo into my mouth, I felt movement behind me between my open legs as they made some adjustments to the machine and I soon felt something being forced into my pussy, when they were satisfied it was switched it on. A large dildo was slowly penetrating my hole and started to slid back and forth, Mistress Lynn said that the length of stroke and speed could easily be adjusted via the remote device that she was holding and proceeded to speed. He was a pushy little bastard, too! On his birthday back in October he had asked about getting a tattoo or an earring, and he brought it up again. He didn’t have anything particular in mind, just asking, but I decided to shut that idea down real fucking quick! “You get no tattoos that don’t say U.S. Army, and no extra holes in your body that the Good Lord didn’t issue as original equipment! YOU GOT THAT STRAIGHT?” I thundered at him. He just laughed at me and scooted out of the room.“You think.