I teased His now sensitive head with my tongue as he held my neck down to get me deeper inside. He was happy and relaxed immediately and as I finished... cleaning Him off, men were still jerking off around us. By now, my pussy was so wet and my clit was throbbing, aching to be satisfied by a f***e all its own. I knew I had to ask permission first. I seductively whispered, “may I cum Master?” and he replied, “yes, misty, as long as you don’t mind an audience.” I shook my head “no” and he instructed. The only ones she'd ever had a glimpse of till then had been made of marble or stone and were attached to statues. This was a real one, somehow larger than she'd imagined and also rather wobbly and loose. And there was so much hair on it! She didn't know why, but she somehow imagined rather less hair than this one had.The two parents settled down their charge, who sat immediately opposite Emerald, discreetly crossing her legs so that she was barely able to see a glimpse of the short sparse. The second she walked in ,she got lots of attention from the guys who already had dates. We sort of split up for a moment as I walked around, not getting one-tenth the attention she was. Guys left and right were hitting on her, but she wasn't buying the lame come-on lines. Finally, she came back to me. "Those guys should get a life," she said. "Besides, don't they realize I'm with my good looking neighbor and wouldn't want that to change?" I felt flattered to hear such a remark. Lita and I had. Like a partner in a pas de deux, he bent her gracefully over the spanking horse, cuffing her ankles and guiding her legs with gentle hands into a spread-wide position, anchored to the benchposts, before slipping a hook into the links between her wrists. He cranked the strappado chain slowly, watching her face, letting her roll her shoulders and adjust. At her small head-nod, he stopped.The gag he offered was a rubber bit, still packaged in transparent cellophane, intended more for her benefit.