I inhale as my pussy grabs it and spasms, wanting more. He pulls it out and rubs my clit with it, wet from my juice, then retreats. Again he starts hi...s little torture game, tracing his fingers just inside the elastic bands of the inner thighs　but not giving me the pleasure of touching my clit or my pussy. My body aches for more, but again he smirks. The feeling of the power he has over me makes his cock throb and dance against me. I reach down and grab it. If he is going to torture me like. Now he’s got my head in both hands and, as I slide down his cock again, he presses in a little bit further, sliding his cock a bit further into my mouth, honestly, past the point of comfort. But he is oblivious as I fight off the gag reflex, merely uttering “Yeah baby, just a little bit deeper.” His grip on my head intensifies and now it isn’t even so much that I’m bobbing up and down on his cock, so much as he is pulling my head down his shaft. A little deeper each time, a little closer to. He's to be kept in uncomfortable bondagepositions every minute you are doing his chores. Here. I'll show you. “Great!Sounds fun!” Amy replies. The strap securing me to the table and thestraps holding my ankles are finally unbuckled and I feel Mistress tug on myball leash. “Wow that's cool! You've really got him by the balls don'tyou ” Amy says smirking. Mistress leads me back over to the center ofthe room and then told to kneel upright on the piano bench again with my backrigid. She then. Rose explained hastily."My dear Miss Martin, we came to ask your help. We have good reason to believe that our friend, Lady Crewes is the victim of a conspiracy. We believe in fact that her husband's housekeeper has poisoned Sir Hamilton. Only, we somehow must establish her as a possible culprit. For that, we need to investigate her movements prior to the attempt on Sir Hamilton's life. What we need is a good sketch of the woman's face so the men can show it to cab drivers and shop owners."Miss.