He'd woken up a shortwhile before to find himself in an unimaginably uncomfortable place.He quickly worked out that he was astride a U shaped metal st...rip abouttwo inches wide, holding him upright with his weight resting on hisprivates, crushing his testicles which had been pulled back before hewas seated. Between his legs was a vertical pole of a scaffoldingtype, which had the U mounted on the top. His legs were held straightdown by metal rings round his thighs, knees and ankles, narrow. She continued to cry, as I started thrusting into her ass. I picked up the pace and I could hear my balls slapping against her ass. I reached down, grabbing her ankles and lifting them up over my shoulders as I stood up. I continued to pound away until the worst happened. I felt the condom tear as I was thrusting into Sandy’s extremely tight asshole.I continued to push into her, watching her face. It didn’t look like she noticed. By this time, the sun had set, and the room was getting dark.. " Wayne answered affectionately. Laura suggested her idea. "What would you think of going as a hooker?" He screwed up his face, questioning, "Are you kidding." "No Wayne. I've been thinking about it and we can do it. With a little trim and styling on that long black hair of yours and some makeup, I know I can make you look just like a girl." "But . . . " Laura was not about to let him interrupt until she was done. "You're slender enough and you have nice legs. We'd be a cinch to. " Suzie announced while we were lying around naked on the pillows recovering from several very intense orgasms. I was gently stroking my cock slowly bringing it to attention again. We were playing a new game I'd thought up. Every time my cock got hard my two slave-girls had to tickle their cunnys, and they couldn't stop until I'd had another orgasm.The next morning we were loaded into Suzie and Martha's parent's station wagon for the two and a half hour drive to pick up our 'out of control'.