My hooded eyes stared back with a longing that was so dead for so many years. My legs were spread lewdly exposing my wet and swollen cunt, along with ...the perverse vibrator stretching my tight hole. The clothespins were sticking out from my chest and my nipples had turned a dark crimson red. My face and chest were flushed, and a fine sheen of sweat was covering my body. In that moment, I felt free from all of the self doubt and limitations I'd kept myself bound in for a lifetime. A lifetime. Soon, our moans filled the room. We needed a let out and so both of us begged our Master to let us cum. He just looked at both of us for a minute and denied. We still continued our session.This time I started licking and tongue fucking the new slave. She was almost at her climax. I could make that out because she was holding onto my nipples and was pinching them and twisting them so hard that I was dripping wet.We begged our Master more to please let us cum. After a couple of minutes when he. Greta wassitting on his face, naked but for her erotic high heel boots in shiny blackleather.In her hand sheheld the small remote control that worked the winches, etc.She was lookingat Gregs? youngest daughter, his only surviving daughter now Sally was dead.The eighteenyear old was dressed like a kinky hooker, black mesh stockings, micro skirt,transluscent red panties, very tight low cut blouse barely concealing her halfcup bra. that was designed to lift Priscillas breasts into nipple. Soon my buttocks were heaving up and down, and up and down. He stopped. I almost feared he was giving up when he recommenced in slow swipes. I cascaded in orgasm of an intensity I had never experienced before. “Come up I can’t wait,” I said. He came up. I held his throbbing penis and inserted it for the second time. We had it in unison, and then he gave me two more. He rolled over and then did a trick that was new to me. With his hand he cupped my vulva and pressed. That gave me several mini.