Her arms were bound tightby her wrists and elbows thrusting her ample breasts proudly foward. More ropeand duct tape was added to her slim waists, sec...ring her to the chair. Her legswere tied also by the thighs and ankles. Her mouth was stuffed with somethingbig, rubber and round and held in place with rounds and rounds of duct tapearound her head. She tried to say something behind the gag, but only heard itas a distant moan. She heard someone in her bedroom, the sound of her drawersbeing open. The words “8”MONSTER” were clearly visible down each side of the inner box. The embarrassment on Fiona’s face grew into a horrified look when i told her down the phone that the delivery guy was daz and he’d just walked through the office block with the parcel on full display.“Right Fiona now we’ll start the show, open your blouse and take out your magnificent tits”She was very very reluctant but eventually saw sense when I reminded her of the little words I whispered to her the first time I. We laid there for a moment, catching our breath with our hot and sweaty bodies intertwined together. We heard some movement from the kids downstairs, which immediately ripped us out of the moment we were sharing together. “We better get down there.” She said while hopping off the bed and running into the bathroom to wash off her hand.I wasn’t ready to stand up yet, so I continued to lay there with my cum drenched body. Deeply satisfied from the sex we were able to get in, I wanted the. She had her own training to attend, and she was, after all, a sex slave. Just because she couldn't cum (her Mistress hadn't released her from that restriction yet), didn't mean she didn't juice up nicely. Nor did it mean that the staff and other patients couldn't take advantage of her status. On average, Tulsa took at least ten loads of cum in her various holes each day. Each time she was used, her performance was graded. Anything less than perfect performance, and she was punished. This.