I spat out Pete’s dick, “Guys it’s not working your all off rhythm and it is not making me feel good at all. I am getting uncomfortable can we d...o it one at a time?”“No bitch we cannot, wait we will fix your problem. Pete pump first then Eric and them me and Luke you make her hand do it for now till we change okay? You all understand me?” asked Tony and they agreed to it.So it began, Pete pumped first then Eric and then Tony. First it was slow and slowly they were gathering speed, now it was in. Sadly to say, he admitted it was hard filling classes and harder to make sales. The was a ‘surplus’ store three blocks down the street that sold off-brand scuba equipment for a fraction of what he sold the on high end, quality stuff for. I took him around his own shop and showed him how this was a ‘typical’ dive shop ... no merchandising and stuff haphazardly placed where ever it would hang or lay. Shelves were dusty, carpet vacuumed only when crap large enough to trip over were present. There. . try it out if you like?" I suggested, not knowing whether I was overstepping or something. I wasn't. Rick got out of his jeans and t-shirt (he didn't appear to be wearing underwear) like lightning. He had a nice body, maybe carrying a few pounds too much to be considered athletic but very firm for his age. His dick was... clearly a grower, not so much a shower - it didn't look THAT impressive when soft.We shot some more pictures. I was on my knees, dusting the floor and making flirty, girly. I either had to suffer pain in my nipples or pain in my knees alternately see-sawing back and forward to temporarily relieve the pain and weigh on my nipples or my knees. I now dreaded and feared my present fate. How can I bear this and for how long? How long will I be kept prisoner in this manner by my Mistress?I can do nothing but kneel close to the whipping post and suffer a fate befitting the slavedom I have become committed to for the rest of my life. Gagged, I can only mumble my cries of.