Mistress and ma’am made me feel so old. Are you ready to torture slave??Tara smiles and rubs her hands together. ?More than ready.?Shauna and Tara g...o into the bedroom. Shauna gets the footstool and commands, ?On your toes, slave.? Bert stands up on his toes while Shauna locks his leather wrist cuffs to chains hanging from the ceiling and his leather ankle cuffs to an 18" spreader bar. Once Bert’s restrained, Shauna and Tara undress by the side of the bed. Shauna moves in front of Bert and. She was something else: tall, dark-haired, with deep red lips. She took her underwear seriously, and she studied the ensemble with a steady eye."What are you staring at?" Sara whispered in my ear.I jumped and spun around. I kicked myself for not being more discreet.Fortunately, Sara was smiling. I exhaled my quietest "whew." "Maybe later we'll spend some time over there?" She placed her index finger in the middle of my chest and drew a line up and down.My mind zipped back to what my pres-ent. Some have stiff penises others are flaccid so I have to work on them. Some have small some large penises and they are pushed into me. Some demand that I suck their shafts or let then push it up my anus. Some tie me and beat me, others I tie and beat. There is pain and the drugs I must take to get through yet another day and night. Half an hour, and then another man, often foul breathed, sweating, unloving, uncaring, and just wanting my body for a brief ejaculation. There is pain… so much. What happened? What changed? Please, just fuck me. She pleaded, there were several emotions running there her, so much pleasure and it was too much, she needed him. I need you, dont make me beg. She whispered. He wouldnt, not now, not when she was like this. Baby, you dont have to beg, not tonight. That was it, the dominance gone. Put you legs on my shoulders. He whispered and he adjusted him self. He planted his hands right next to her arms as he felt her calves settle on his shoulder.