I was now kneeling at her feet I turned her over told her get on her knees which she did I told her to put her knees on my shoulders her pussy was now...inches from my face I told hold of her back and pulled her to me lifting her slightly I slowly licked her pussy both her lips were nice and puffy and her clit was just screaming for some attention as I licked her lips I felt her grasp my cock once more slipping it into her mouth.I now started to concentrate on her clit long slow licks as she. My mind was now on the stinging pain rather than the buzz from the butt plug. When the punishment stopped he switched off the butt plug and rubbed my cheeks, cock and balls with a vibrating glove. He was extrmely skilled at getting slaves to almost cumming and then just stopping.Then I was to be taken over to the hoist and my ankles were suitably attached to a strong steel leg spreader bar. On my back I was carefully hoisted up by my ankles until I was fully off the floor upsidedown and totally. ”“Who’s Bruce?” Jeff asked indelicately.“A guy I used to date.” I explained. I quickly checked Ben to see if he showed any signs of jealousy. I needn’t have bothered, I guess. Ben is like a big loyal dog that isn’t phased by anything.Jake had finished loading the hookah and had taken a long drag. He passed the hose to me, so I took a hit. It was really sweet tasting hash, nothing like I’d ever had before.“So where was this party? At a bar or a house, or what?” Christine wanted to know.“It was. Sex with Bob was constant, very rough and often demeaning, but didn’t involve anyone but the two of us. Bob fucked my pussy, ass and mouth every day while calling me a slut and whore. He loved fucking me from behind and slapped my ass and pinched my tits while making me say what a nasty whore I was. And maybe he was right. Daily, I thought of the nasty man at the tattoo parlor fucking me and wishing I was with him.After about a month, Bob began to change and seemed to lose interest in having.