Noelle gave him several more kisses, this time to his face and neck, as she whispered the depth of her gratitude to him for rescuing Chloe and herself...from the recycling bin (well, converter, but you get the idea).“Thank you very much, Master. I think that I will love calling you that, since you used to be my student. The reversal of our roles, of the authority, that’s a serious turn-on, don’t you agree? I will be a great slave to you, I swear. Yes, yes, I know, I’m technically just a. " There. See!" I said. "We're having us a moment and you toss a dead fish on the table."She spun into my arms. I automatically held her against me, kissing her."You're incredibly sexy in that shirt." Really? This old thing?" Call it a weakness," I said."You know, Lane, I wanna find out ALL your weaknesses and use 'em all against you. Let's go make our bed."Yeah. I noticed. 'Our bed'. I guess it is now. We sort of marked it. That's okay. I'm good with it. I followed her back to the bedroom.. He suddenly stood up and started stroking what looks like the biggest cock I had ever seen. My sister swooned and craned her head back with her mouth wide open, glistening from the saliva that had accumulated. Her long dirty blond hair swayed with her movements cascading down her back. Her large bright blue eyes smiled at the man before her. She rubbed her body up and down, her tiny pert breasts proudly on display, as she pinched her nipples and groped herself. “Come on me, daddy!” I heard. CRACK!The riding crop fell and a dark line appeared across one cheek of the other arse. Both of the women displayed on the benches realised virtually simultaneously that their punishment would now go on until the Chief Eunuch ran out of different instruments to thrash them, or the Emir lost interest. Even worse, they were not shackled,, which meant that if they moved then the whole thing could start again. The original reason for the punishment was all but forgotten by the two torturers. The.