Then the tribe simply left Sister Monica on the spreader bar for even longer by herself and went away to do something else. Only when it was her suppe...rtime was the nun released from the device and taken back to her cage to feed her a single bowl of minestrone stew with some saltines just as the others ate. Bottles of water were given to the captives, laced with ground up pharmaceuticals meant to calm them down for the present.Sister Monica still had a butt-plug buried in her bum when she awoke. I asked permition to sit down which he granted me permission to sit. He then told me to put the collar on. After he finished his dinner he came round behind me and made sure the collar was on right and then he placed a padlock on it. He then attached the lead to it and told me to stand up. He then said that we are going shopping. So off we went to centre of London to Soho area where we went into a sex shop. He picked out a CB6000 and told me to ask the young lady behind the till if it was ok to. T-shirt, damp with anticipation on my shirt. Carefully slow dancing to my room. No lights, only ambient city lights reflecting on the walls, providing the perfect setting. Quick grab of the remote, soft jazz, back to kissing. Eager to go further…yet savoring each part of his lips, ears, neck. The path to pleasure would be a slow, sensual and passionate ride. Our lips repeatedly finding each other, tongues entwined inside the beautiful smile, exploring, as if preparing for the journey ahead,. I was imagining what it would look like, with her looking up at me, with those beautiful green eyes, my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. A shot of cum on her tongue. I hit my breaking point, I made two long strokes of my cock, released my grip, “Ahh uhh uhh uhh. ” I grunted, and felt four big ropes of cum land on my stomach. My hips rotating with each pump out. I laid there for a few minutes, my cock throbbing still dripping cum out till I started to shrink down. That was one of the best.