'Oh, shit!' went through Sharon's head -- but she had no choice, so she climbed on the bed without comment. Armand tossed a loop of rope to the Wench.... "Run this under the head end, looping it once around each leg. Make it even." The Wench obeyed, hunkering down to insert her narrow body under the bed to get it wrapped around the leg of the headboard and awkwardly sweeping the long end out so it would reach the other. When she had the loops in place and arranged, Armand inspected, frowned, and. My inner demon started to stir me inside and i wanted to check her profile and started going throuh her photos and i found a photo of her in a bikini with Tony.This photo was taken when they went to bahamas on a holiday as i can still recall my pervy mind was telling me dirty things about the photo so i decide to give in and i pulled my shorts down appied some lubricant on my dick and started wanking till i spurted out a load of warm cum on the laptop screen which i had to clean up after of. The shadows only laughed, pleased with the effect time was taking on their tortured prize. Their fingers again returned to Cassandra’s swollen nipples, thwacking and stroking them intermittently for nothing more than the fun that was in it. Each brush and poke at Cassandra’s swollen, throbbing nipples drew fresh sobs and screams from her lungs. So large and engorged, her nipples proved easy targets, and when the mild torment grew tiring, one produced a clamp of black steel and released it. "It's been so long since I took Greek Mythology that I don't remember. Why don't we..." ... ask Kalliste?" Roxanne said. "Sure." She laughed. "I bet her version isn't the same as the one in the books." We won't know until we ask her." Cheryl paused, looking out the window. "Speaking of Kalliste, here she comes."Kalliste Periakes was walking down the street, eating an apple and reading a magazine. Her dark hair floated in the air behind her as she unconsciously moved around the people on the.