The ankle restraints appeared to be attached directly to the stretching frame. The wrist restraints were attached to ropes which went through pulleys almost concealed within the frame. There must have been a wheel or something on the back side of the frame, because one of the stagehands stood there and the ropes got tighter and tighter. After a few more turns of the wheel, Mistress Abigail said, “That’s enough,” and then signaled for the stagehands to leave. Slut-slave wendy was now tied in a very tight bow with the highest point of her body being her prick, which was straining painfully at the constraint of the chastity device. Mistress Abigail was in a full-body, black catsuit with a removable panel which covered her crotch. It had a belt-like strap at the waist which held the bikini-shaped panel in place. licking Since the edges of the bikini panel were in the creases at the top of the legs, it was not apparent there was a panel until the Mistress removed it. Mistress Abigail was a true red head, or at least the carpet matched the drapes. I hear that there are special dyes that can be used down there now. She maneuvered herself over wendy’s face and then settled herself down. Meanwhile, a slave girl– or perhaps a naked stagehand– walked up behind the stretching frame and removed the chastity shield. As wendy’s cock unfolded and grew, the slave girl slid something over it. The device was a thick, clear tube about three inches long that apparently had a bladder of some sort around the inside of it. I couldn’t tell if the bladder was filled with air or warm liquid, but it was liberally greased with something. The girl began moving it slowly up and down wendy’s cock while she moaned from between her Mistress’s legs. “Remember,” Mistress Abigail warned, “if you cum before I do you will be severely punished... and the chastity cage will go back on for two months.” It sounded like she answered, “Yes, Mistress,” but it was hard to tell because Mistress Abigail lowered herself the rest of the way down while she was speaking. Mistress Abigail ground herself into wendy’s mouth Slave while the slave girl moved the masturbation sleeve up and down on her prick. Her cock was starting to quiver and it looked like she might be in for some severe punishment, but just before she spurted into the air, Mistress Abigail gave a loud sigh and quivered slightly before standing up and pulling the bottom panel of her catsuit back in place. “Abigail has always been something of a cold fish,” Dianne said softly. “... a very sadistic cold fish, but a cold fish nevertheless.” Everyone at the table laughed softly... except me. I was staring at my empty glass and wondering what answer I was going to give Shelly. “So,” Shelly said calmly, “have you decided on an answer?” “Yes,” I said in a shaky voice. “Yes, you have decided or yes, you want to submit yourself to me?” Shelly replied. If I hadn’t had so much to drink, I never would have had the nerve, but I said loudly, “Yes! I want to be your slave!” Conversation at all of the tables near us suddenly stopped and it got very quiet in the room. I know I was trembling almost violently as I looked over asian at Shelly. “That was probably all of the alcohol talking,” I said in a shaky voice, “hopefully I will still feel that way in the morning.” That’s when Margi started laughing uproariously. “Didn’t you read the rules posted on the wall outside the changing room?” she said, smacking her hand flat on the table and then pointing back japan to the entrance. “Rule number seven: No potential slave may be japanese served alcohol or any other substance that might impair her decision-making. Violation of this rule will result in expulsion from the club.” They told me their names were Linda, Carol and Sue. But, back to reality, I had better prepare myself for a good ass chewing. “Sam,” Slave he went on, “You and I are of a kind.” That was my first fuck in the back of a car. Much of the accumulated wisdom of people is lost, destroyed, japanese or fragmented when japan they collapse." Again, I got another surprise. “And you'll open us so we can enjoy the men, to,” Meadow moaned. So I needed to take care of those loose ends before anything else could be done. You now view him kiss the nipple of each luscious breast before placing a red lacy stapless bra in place over each mouth watering tit and lifting Michelle to strap it in place. Fuck her. Kora inspired me. I poured him a second and he settled himself onto the sofa. I pushed it into her. I’m about to cum.” It was so fucking hot, Jesse’s hair pulled back like a mane, watching my glistening cock slide in and out of that ridiculously tight asshole. Soon her stream became a trickle and stopped, so she lay back in the tub as it trickled towards the drain to follow Sam’s. With a smile he pointed the showerhead at the drain and turned on the water, testing the temperature with his hand before turning the warm spray on her. He would meticulously plan and then carry out kidnappings of young couples. Karen was next. “What, and you’re really adventurous?” Hermione asked, trying to irritate Ginny as much as she irritated asian her. They went up a set of stairs, and John unlocked the door. Ben assumed it was the latter. “Well, the licking genie was out of the bottle,” I said, wincing at using such a cliched phrase.