After all I had been punished by the worst (my dad), so what could she do to me?I waited for what seemed like forever, then I called, "Tatiana, where ...are you?" I received no answer. I pulled at my restraints in hope that I could escape but there was no way I was getting out of them.I called again, "Tatiana?"Hells bells, she had somehow disappeared and left me tied to this damn bed ... Ah, now I understood. This was the stick - being tied to the bed with no one to help me. I fought against the. I saw and heard how I begged Ballard to fuck me as I took both of them down my throat. . I watched and watched as I saw Ballard fucking me in my cunt first and then in my asshole. It clearly showed how hard I worked to get both of the other men hard again. Because I was on my knees I did not know that Ballard behind me was motioning for them to leave. It clearly showed the way I pleaded for them not to leave as they zipped up their pants and walked out of the office. The next part hit hard, it. Her pussy felt like heaven around his cock. Her pussy was the perfect size for his thick cock, and her ability to squeeze him inside her gave John a new appreciation of the physique of a hard-working woman.Her panties rubbed against his cock; he had her hold it to the side with one hand as he continued to pound her from behind. The loud clapping sound was coming after every full thrust filled the room. The crackling fire was muted as her moans and grunts echoed his efforts. After a couple of. Again she giggled as they head for the bedroom. In the morning, she arrived in the garage to remove the clothes pins. Tears come to my eyes as she removes the pins but I say nothing, not wanting to piss her off again. The renewed pain seems to please her, but my silence does just the opposite. Sometime during the night my manhood shrank enough to allow the twine to slip off the end. "Got your cock free, did you, well I can still do this," as she takes several swats at my hanging balls. .