No one around seemed to care. The pony girls had huge butt plugs with shaggy approximation of pony tails up their own asses.“Oooooooooooooooooooooh,...” Buttercup’s mouth formed into a perfect circle, and she let out a low howl.“Is that going to be a problem?” he asked.“Noooooooooooo, Sir” Buttercup’s mouth was still in an O shape.“Uncuff her,” Mike instructed me. I pretended I’d forgotten my key and that Emily would be stuck there forever. A nearby Master offered me his casually, as if it was a. She came over dropped to her knees and started stroking my legs, running her finger tips up and down my stockings, occasionally stroking my balls, by now my cock was raging hard and wanted some action but Candy wasn’t having that, we’d got all weekend ahead of us.I was led over to the table and told to get on it face up, I did as I was told, Candy took my wrists and ankles and restrained me in each corner, she took my basque off my shoulders exposing my nipples and put on clamps that were wired. ” I began, “can you tell us where Sigismund von Metzendorf is now?”“Metzendorf? What the devil has he to do with anything?” It was Lord Lane’s turn to look puzzled. “I expected you to ask how many rooms there are in the house, or if the roof is in good repair – and where is your measuring equipment? Fine pair of surveyors you are if you have not the tools to do a proper job of evaluation with you.”“We are not surveyors,” I said. “We came for news of Metzendorf, who was last seen at Hungerford a. I repeated the experiment a few times with the same results. That was how I reached the conclusion that Gina enjoyed pain to some degree.”The teacher in her came out. “Alright, I understand that. But what about the humiliation?”“That was harder for me to deal with personally. Gina has been my favourite mom for years. Next to mine, of course. Long before I started to masturbate to visions of her in my head. I could not dream of humiliating her.”“Okaaay...” said Maygan.Continuing, I said, “I.