*I look confused as the change is very sudden*John: well this is what the new code you put into my system told me to do, so what dirty fantasies do yo... need me to fulfill?Vivian: I... the code was there. it's old... wait? what fantasies? well.... I *I see the four heads* oh my... well... Ive always dreamed of being tied up, blindfolded, and fucked repeatedly *I whisper to the bot* a shame you probably can't cum, but I'd love for you to do that *I say, very turned on by the idea of a. Hands stroked his naked thighs, stopping under the curve of his ass. He wasn't sure how many other men were in the room with him, but since he felt three hands caressing his bare flesh, there had to be at least two of them.He was laying face down on a special table made just for this occasion. His hands and legs were tied spread-eagle to limbs of the X-shaped table. The ties were leather cuffs with fur lining in them. He wasn't being punished, and the men wanted to be sure that he was. Andrea was breathing heavily and she kissed me deep and long when I’d moved up the bed to join her side by side. “You’ll never know what that meant for me,” she said earnestly, staring into my eyes. “I think I’ve got an idea, after what you did to me,” I replied smiling. “No”, she said seriously, “It’s been such a road.” I didn’t know how to answer that, not wanting to spoil the mood. We just lay there, naked bodies slowly moving together, legs tangling, hers still in those silky stockings,. Ilsa helped pulled the dress up over my body. Ifelt the leather slide over my skin, making me horny. I slide my arms inthe shoulder straps as Ilsa zipped the back of the dress. Ilsa walked infront of me and tighten the straps, forcing my waist to go down from asize 42 to 38. The tightening caused me to start take shallow breaths.Ilsa picks up a pair of leather gloves and ordered me put my hands out.Leather Mistress smiles as she smoked her cigarette as I was beingtransformed into her version of.