My sister knew exactly when it was time to give me this extra stimulation. Prior to that slippery finger invading my asshole, I hadn't felt all that c...lose to orgasm but as soon as penetration was made I knew it was all over. My sister grunted "Faster and tighter" to Gia and I felt her grip tighten on my cock and her ministrations speeded up. Just a few seconds later, my penis erupted for the third time that day. Despite the fact that I had already cum twice, this ejaculation might have been the. " I insisted, "If you prefer the Jail then so be it." Well, perhaps," she said, "Perhaps there is a soft bed here, and no manacles or ball and chain." Indeed, such can not be denied," I agreed."And you are undeniably warm." she said, "Have an oyster."We ate oysters and drank wine, "Miss Oakes," I said at length when we had finished our repast, "Shall we rest a while?" I think perhaps we should conjoin if we have to do so fifty times before we are released," she suggested.We kissed like lovers. Somehow the flooring had soft touch, which felt almost as a comforting futon to me. I relaxed my bodyand just recalled my situation. My hornyness was, of course, tamed, and Ifelt wonderful being treated as a slave and I just wanted to thank this shopwhere we first met, Tokyu Hands, in the heart of TokyoÕs Shinjuku district.This was the most exciting adventure I'd ever had. I had some wild times inEurope and the States as well, but this was the top of it all.I must have fallen asleep, lately,. Calandra fitted cuffs on my wrists and secured a decorated collar aroundmy neck. Next came the chest harness. This particular one is tied like acorset in front with a 17 pound saddle on the back. Just as a horse issecurely cinched, Calandra cinched the leather straps across my chest.Being saddled was both good news and bad news. The good news: Ashley andI would not be pulling a sulky or a cart. The bad news: wearing a saddleis meant to remind us of our need to be unquestioningly servile.