She pulled him off the chair, turned him around and pushing him back down, dived between his legs and buried his twitching cock in her mouth as he exp...loded with a trembling orgasm. Mr Cranwell sat in the chair. He was still trembling from the orgasm. He looked up a Chrissie, now standing. She was unbuckling the strap on and licking her lips. “So are you satisfied with your punishment so far?” asked Chrissie. “Oh fuck yes!” breathed the head. “What do you mean so far?” “Well I’m not satisfied. It hurt. I liked that. She began to caress me, gently, in contrast to the welcome discomfort of bondage. I felt my cunt begin to weep tears of lust. She pushed my skirt up around my hips, and looked at my black lace panties approvingly. I gasped and my tummy shuddered as she slid her right hand into my knickers, cupping my now naked cunt. Another of her whims, that she had told me to obey. She slowly rubbed my throbbing clit until I was groaning with passion."I love seeing the way my hand looks. We could smell the perfume as we approached the door.With shaking hands you unlock and open the door.The only light inside was flickering candle light.PJK and Fairdesire were stretch out on the bed.PJK was on her stomach on the left side propped up on her elbows feet at the head of the bed. Fairdesire was sitting up on the right side with her back against the head board.Both wearing very skimpy elegant night gowns, full fishnet stockings and spike high heels.They both smile and together say,. ”She looked down at my crotch, then ran her fingers across the bulge of my erection. “You’re very hard. I thought you were gay.”I shrugged. “I am, but erotic is erotic. You’re incredible.”“I liked that you were watching me. Would you like that blowjob now?”“Leah, no…”“A handjob, then? Pretend I’m a guy!”“Really, you don’t have to. I mean, it’s fine…” She was unzipping me even as I objected, and before I could finish she’d expertly fished my junk out of my pants and was holding me in her.