She tested the bonds of her prison and she was not surprised to find that she was held tightly. The steel bands hugged her body like some strange har...ess that had been made specifically for her. Another moment of clarity struck her. The reason why the limbs were exactly the right length and diameter, why it held her boobs, chest and waist so securely, why the metal cage hugged her head so tightly was because it had been made for her. This was the reason for Martha’s exacting measurements. . I pulled out and layed my cock across her clit. I thought she would break down and cry as my cock left her hot wet hole. " Put it back in, please! Baby, Please" I slipped my shaft back in and gave her about two inches this time. "All the way, baby. "All the way," she kept pleading. I pulled out again. I looked into Barbara's eyes. She was on the verge of tears. She was reaching for my cock, trying to shove me back in her dripping wet cunt. Again, I gave her two inches. " Please, baby." "Please,. ‘Abigail this is so beautiful I would even say its the most erotic room I have seen in my life. Everything is made for sensual senses to be touched. You know what a man would love.’ Robert spoke as he was taking off his shirt. I walked towards him swinging my hips, keeping my eyes locked onto his. He dropped his shirt onto the floor. I stopped walking slowly dropped my robe so he could see my lingerie. ‘Oh Abigail what a beautiful sight. You look like an angel. Come to me.’ He whispered. I. His prick was still dribbling spurts of cum on the stony floor. He awoke on the floor of the submission room and he staggered to his suite where he cleaned up and put up with the ever present pixies. He was beginning to recognize some of them. They wore their hair in different styles and they had different sizes of titties, even it they were all relatively small. And some had more pussy hair than others. But all followed the model of the Mistress with her red hair and voluptuous body. And in.