I was very surprised and more than a little nervous, but not scared enough to stop her or lose the erection that had been throbbing for the uncounted ...time since we started making out. I lay back and lifted my hips as Faith finished stripping me naked. She straddled my legs just above the knees and, looking me in the eye with a sexy smile, began to slowly jack me off.It was indescribable to watch and experience as Faith slowly stroked my dick. I still remember watching her – her eyes glassy with. To your right is the dining room. Now let’s go down to the basement because that’s the part you really want to learn about, isn’t it?The whole basement was stoned. There was a long hallway with four jail cells, two on each side. Each were up against the wall and had chains on the wall to keep the girls still. Walk down a few steps and you’ll be in my main torture chamber. Equipped with a king-sized bed/OB/GYN table with leather straps to keep the girls down. Ropes hung from the ceiling to allow. Then I opened my fly and took out my cock. “Is this what you want, whore? Hmmm? Here, let me give you a little sample.” When I started pissing Jesus it stank! This wasn’t the clear watery stuff. My bladder was full of a good quart of thick, rancid, orange-yellow piss. When she started to scream at me I hit her square in her face and open mouth with the hard stream. After that she spit and cried, but otherwise just lay there as I deliberately drenched her from head to toe, paying special. ‘Noooo’ I began but the no became an ‘ohhhhh!’ as Marissa deftly massaged my clit through the thin lace. She knew she had me then and slid her fingers under the gusset of my knickers, sliding them into me. ‘Why don’t you lick Alley’s pussy?’ she invited. Alison had got onto the bed beside me and hoisted the hem of her little dress over her hips, exposing her naked buttocks. She swung a leg over and straddled my shoulders, lowering herself towards my face. I could smell the pungent sweetness of.