?"It's not funny" I said turning toallow Svetlana to fit the collar. In the mirror I could see her grinningbehind me as she applied the steel collar t... my neck. She looked gorgeous inher slaver outfit of spike heeled black leather boots that laced up to the kneeand her very short, tight black leather skirt and matching bra top. She wore aSlavers black peaked cap which hid her short black spiky hair. She could easilypass as one of the Slavers. The collar was fitted snugly around my neck. Sheila had never seen a real cock in life though the two girls did visualize men making love to them while having mutual masturbation at nights. Sheila was completely mesmerized and lost into the glory of manhood. She, as if walking in sleep, walked over to his naked dad and placed her hands over his hard dick. Paul took a deep breath and grunted but did not remove her hands. Sheila, without being asked, slowly slid her hands over her dad’s hard fat 8” cock and bent down to kiss it and then. "He's so gorgeous," bubbled Harper. She was staying over again.It was true, although his arms and legs were long and gangly, likethey'd been made out of Play-Dough and stretched."Hey." He brushed hair out of his face."Hey." Something was off in Logan's tone.Ryan looked up at Logan, at the cap pulled low. "Are you goingincognito?" Getting no response, he reached forward and pushed the tipof Logan's cap back.Logan pulled it back quickly, but it was too late. They had both seenit.Ryan wasn't sure. The men had taken their time with tightening the cords… increasing thetension inch by inch until her arms were stretched into a gleaming crucifixof polished flesh. They had tied her in position very carefully, making sure that she stoodcentrally between the two thick, waist high wooden posts… facing theone with the groove in the top, her back to the one with the nail. When the men were finished… it had been the woman's turn The weights looked homemade, just crude teardrops of lead with a long.