I didn’t think that I would ever be doing that either, having a cock go from my ass to my mouth. You know at least I took a shower first so I didn...’t get that bad of a taste from his cock being in my ass. I’ve tasted worst before I guess. I will get many more times to taste my ass I found out and it doesn’t always taste that nice. I was also beat with a belt which hurt me. No worst than my father and mother had done to me as a child. They also put a dog collar and a leash on me. .. it had become a game. Both of us knew that if he did this much longer, I'd lose control and shoot my load. So I'd stop him, he'd pause for just a moment, and then continue to give me this slow and slippery handjob beneath the towel, licking his palm again every so often...Suddenly I heard Frank, and my heart stopped thinking that maybe we'd been discovered. All was good, and he announced that we were approaching my house, that I'd probably want to get up and gather my stuff.Ken and I. She stopped almost nose-to-nose with me, still smiling, and gave me a kiss on the lips....a kiss that turned into a pretty healthy french kiss. Our tongues danced around each other and I felt my cock getting harder. I might not need this little bitch to give me a blowjob after all....but it sure would be nice to see her on her knees in front of me trying to swallow my dick! I broke the kiss, put my hands on her shoulders, and pressed down lightly. She didn't need a lot of encouragement,. "Please, Sir, just cut the ropes!" Daphne begged.I tapped her on top of the head and tsk'd her. "Quiet, you naughty slut, patience will triumph."The rope across her belly came off the easiest, and with her body free to move, she began grinding against the chair until I warned her with another tap on the head. The ropes holding her hands came loose next, but I told her to hold still as I released them. Amazingly, she did as she was told. Kneeling, I quickly undid the rope tying her feet, I had.