He stepped away and waited. The pull of the clothespins on my nipples became unbearableif I tried to relieve the pressure on my head and shoulders. ?Y...s,? he murmuredand more photos captured the pain and struggle. He flipped her on her stomach, after freeing her, ?You?reangry.? I felt the liquid slipping quickly from the ball gag as again I wasstretched taunt. He slapped my ass I knew his hand print would be visible.Master would like that, he loved leaving marks. She glared at the. Knowing the pleasure it would bring me if only it were inside me. I felt so empty. My body throbbed, longing to be filled. I met his eyes and wet my lips, begging him. He stood, his hands on the back of my head as I trailed my tongue around the head of his cock. I slowly took him in, sucking and licking. I saw our image in the mirror on the door. Him standing with his hips thrust forward, watching me, his hands gently massaging my scalp as I knelt before him. I moaned at the image. . She gave me a hundred dollars. I did Kegel contractions off and on all day in sets of ten.I put my hands behind my head and flexed my groin muscles and my cock jumped up even higher, beautifully curved, almost like a banana, the head purple and blunt nosed. I did some PC crushes and watched it jump. A couple of my customers had told me that it felt like a bulldozer or snowplow when I rammed it into them. The blunt head was sort of shovel shaped, a split helmet, a prod, a fucking spear. My pride. Signal me whenyou’re finished, or I’ll take a look in two moreminutes. I hope you haven’t been trying to do anythingto escape. I’m expecting that sooner or later youwill, but if you do, there will be consequences todiscourage further attempts that waste research time.“Two minutes is up. I see you’ve managed to pull someof the wires apart. Since I didn’t warn you about theconsequences earlier, I’m not going to do anythingthis time. Because.