..Finally it was over and Sir released me and put me back to work cleaning the dungeon as he went into his office and was talking on the phone. Thankf...lly, Sir did not require I get plugged again, as I doubt it would have stayed in. We did get the chance to spend a little time with him a couple weeks ago though. I had been locked in our new device, the tube jacket, for about three weeks, and no orgasms for three weeks, when we ran into Sir at a party. He had a new toy that was an e-stim. Just you standing there naked and open waiting for something – anything - EVERYTHING. What seems like hours has passed but in truth it is only a minute or 3 then a smack on your ass and a voice says –“torture isn’t it?” Just as quickly 4 more strikes across your ass followed by some well placed smacks on your wet pussy. Now you understand the lengths he will go to, you understand what real torture is to you. “Do not move or make a sound your father and mother are right outside the door.” You. And that goes double for my arse."I hadn't intended to touch the rock anyway, her warnings and the way she'd carefully avoided touching it herself made me wary. As soon as the tip of the chisel met the surface of the rock, I could feel a vibration through my hand. The glowing orange colour started pulsing like something alive. The sigil somehow knew what was happening. I needed two strikes with the hammer to chisel out the junction. The rock was harder than it looked, and my first blow hadn't. I stared, spellbound as she dropped her hand to her flat stomach and ran it slowly down between her tanned thighs. Her legs parted and I got a clear view of her pussy, already wet and glistening. With a wicked smirk she took the finger she’d stuck up at me and slipped it slowly inside herself. I moaned and began to jerk my cock again but harder and faster this time. As she reached down to circle her clit with the fingers of her other hand I wished with all my heart that I could burry my face.