...whoa...wait, waita," He stammered, when I yanked down on the rope pulling his arms higher then tied off the rope to a cleat on the wall. "That sh...uld hold you nicely" I informed him. As I looked over my handy work, I found it lacked something. So I had Sue put a leather cock harness and ball spreader on Jim. Satisfied with Jim's appearance, I caned his bare ass ten times. Sue covered her ears as the rattan cane sang its working tune; adding color to the pale flesh between Jim’s tan. With you right hand busy your left hand moves up to my throat. "What are you?" "I'm your property, Sir, Your fucktoy to use in any way You like Sir." "That's right, slut." you say "and not only do I choose when you cum, piss, sleep, masturbate, but I also decide when you breathe." With that you move your hand over my face, your thumb and index finger pinching my nose with the rest of your hand firmly covering my mouth, making it impossible for me to breathe. I start to struggle, scared to be so. Anyway, that was one hell of a barbeque. Before the hamburgers were done I'd fucked Sue so hard and fast that we'd both cum together. And yes it was in their master bathroom. It was the most exciting thing I'd ever done, sexually. To that point. I still don't know why Sue is the way she is, but I like it. She's such a fucking slut, at least with me she is. And ever since that day she'll call me in the mornings when she's horny and good old Bob hasn't been up to the task. I sneak over and. "Do you like our toy cupboard? Angela enquired conversationally as she ran her fingers along the row of canes, crops, whips and floggers hanging on the back of the door.It was obvious that they had a very unpleasant experience planned for me. Feeling it was time to get away if at all possible, I started to try to push the girl off my chest. Angela was ready, she just clicked her fingers and the other two ran forward pulling my legs together and binding them with tape. More tape was wrapped.