He shoved a ball gag into her mouth, buckling it behind her head to muffle her moans and whimpers as the piston hammered itself into her.He then rolle...d another machine in front of her. He picked up two long tubes, connected to the second machine by a hose. He turned on the machine and lubed her breasts and nipples before putting a tube on each breast. The machine latched onto her, sucking her breasts and milking her.He smiled down to her, gently petting her head. “That’s my girl. Be good while. .. However this time she did not do it as long as before and stopped stroking my cock at the same time."Please keep doing that mistress" came out of my mouth, to which I felt a sharp pain on my ass cheek as she spanked me hard. "I told you not to speak without being spoken to". "Sorry mistress" was followed by another sharp slap across the other cheek, "That wasn't a question. I think you need to learn a little respect." She said in that stern voice from earlier, "Remember when I said that. Osman: what fruit baba?Baba (pawing one of my boobs with his farm hand): Bring some mango. I like your choice of mango.Osman: How many?Baba: (now getting hold of both my boobs over my blouse; I am looking at his eyes with shock and wonder and he is giving me a shrewd smile): twoOsman: Only two?Baba: yes, (grabbing harder) two is enough, if they are really good.Osman: Anyway, what size baba?Baba: the bigger one (saying this, he ripped off my blouse and my boobs came out jumping; he grabbed them. Her legs and feet were bear as she glided across the room."I guess we should just get it over with, huh?" she said."I guess." What was wrong with me? I felt like a nervous teenager on a first date.Jenny walked up to me and looked me in the eyes. I still couldn't read her emotions. She didn't seem resentful, but she didn't look like she was looking forward to this either. Just business I guess.She got to her knees and unzipped my pants. Giving them a tug, she exposed my flacid cock, although I.