Jeff, slowly, lowered himself onto the couch. He felt tired. Numb. It had come suddenly. A strange feeling, one which brought back hazy memories of ch...ildhood illnesses. The couch, so much like one half remembered, made him question the reality of this.Again."Hope you don't mind," he said, letting go a sigh as his head hit the pillow. His eyes were already closed."Nope. The couch is yours." He heard the humor in the strange woman's voice. There was concern there, yes, but more humor. Resentment,. Was it the spanking,the hooker fantasy, or the nipple clamps?" Sir, it was all three. But I also, I mean Kimmie also thought aboutCarole seeing Kimmie and laughing at her for being such a sissy fag." Ah, so you're ready to bring her up to date with the truth?" No, Sir. Kimmie will never be ready for that." Well, Kimmie, from my experience - and the fact that you just camethinking of it - I think that is an integral part of your fantasies. ButI will not force that on you. When you're ready it. Id had hardly any sleep and when the Master gave me a break to freshen I fell asleep on the bed exhausted as he and his friends took a breaki awoke to him kissing me gently. “ you look exhausted baby” he said softly “ We’ll fuck you once more then let you rest”I kissed and thanked him. I was ravaged. I cried in pain as they tag teamed me in turns until I lay sobbing after the bodybuilder had roughed me up. I had cum in my hole and dripping from my face as the final humiliating session ended at. " I stutteredI was looking around for a hole to crawl into or somewhere to run to and hide. How embarrassing this was. I glanced at Bobby’s cock and saw it had started to become limp. It still looked very impressive to me. I couldn’t believe I was thinking that at a time like this.“What am I going to do with you two?” Mr. Collins asked as he looked us up and down.“Maybe we can work something out and no one needs to know about this?” I replied sheepishly.I began to think of all the extra class.