The costumes Alex modeled now were made of leather, latex and chrome. She was corseted and the woman put her knee in Alex' back and pulled it tighter ...than she had thought possible. Then the nipple clamps were put on and Alex didn't think much more. Between the pain, the pills and the constant arousal, she was lost to her feelings.A month ago this would have seemed strange, to be so free, wanton and wicked with a total stranger, but now, it felt right. Mr. Smith was there, and it was all right.. All the lads had now turned round. “Go on then, what’s so bloody important that we really want to know?” the woman paused and looked at her partner.“No, please don’t say anything.” He begged.“This is my husband, John. He’s pathetic.” The lads looked on at her verbal attack. “He’s gone and done it again, hasn’t he?”“Done what?” asked another lad.“Go on John, show them.” She prodded at him. “Show them what a sissy boy you are.” Show them what you’re wearing.”“I can’t.” replied John, his face. However, they need to be angled to get them out through the doorway. The inside walls now look more like how he expects them to look. Starting at the end away from the doorway Mort levers each end of the floor boards up and lifts them out. He passes them out and Jenny puts them to the side. Soon, all that’s left is a wood frame the boards were nailed to that sits on the stairs down into the basement.With Jenny’s help Mort stands and sits at the kitchen table. He says, “We need a couple of. I pumped in hard one last time as I felt the orgasm overpower me. I pumped her ass full of my cum as it squeezed tightly around my cock. It went limp and fell out. She ordered me to untie her. I told her it is your turn to cum. She told me she didn’t need to but I didn’t care. I plunged my fingers in her cunt with one hand and her ass with the other. Soon I had all four fingers ramming in and out of her pussy and I had two fingers up her ass. She moaned in pleasure as I continued to.