I hadn't expected Matt to be so kind, after a bet on his belovedPats, but, hey, I wasn't about to complain!Two piches later (they weren't bad at all),... and I admired my newearrings in the mirror that the piercing woman thoughtfully provided."Not bad, actually" I said " I might just keep them even after nextseason starts!" I'm glad that you like them," said the woman. "Now, let's do the rest." The rest," I shouted, "who said anything about more than these two?"Matt came over, and with a smirk on. ‘At least, he’s really distraught about them hurting me. They won’t believe he’s acting, now. Damn! That feels good!’ She raised her arm to get a better look at her wound, then looked up at the man who had shot her. With her arm raised, he could get a good look at the furrow carved in her naked side. It was visibly getting smaller. In just a few seconds, it was gone, with only the red liquid trail down her side indicating it had ever been there.The man stepped back, staring at the witch, his. I stand holding onto Master for support and pant my orgasm softly into His neck whilst the Friday night revelry continues unabated around us.The CropI have been insructed to strip and stand naked in the inspection position in Master's dining room. I am nervous and apprehensive. Master enters, inspects me and leads me to the dining room table. My legs are spread and tied to the table's feet, I am pushed down so my upper body is across the table, my wrists are tied behind my back. Secured,. Just like the recordings I had been listening too, no emotion, no love, just raw lust played out between two consenting men. I got my erection back in my pants and ran into the end stall. His cum was all over my shirt, soaked into the front and clammy against my chest. I tried to clean it up with that flimsy toilet paper provided at these rest stops, it was useless.I heard nothing outside of the stall, except the automatic flush valve when he stepped away from the urinal. I waited, counted the.