Her eyes were closed, her lips pulled back to revel clenched teeth. Her breathing came in hisses but there was no scream. The wheel kept turning and s...lowly her arms were revealed. There was blood everywhere from the forearm up - thick, deep red blood running from the cuts and dripping onto the dais. And that was her arms: what would those spikes do to the thicker parts of her body? To her thighs? Her belly? To her tits? The wheel turned. The crowd, several thousand strong now, cheered as her. Seems that was all she needed and as he pounds his cock deeper and harder into me, forcing my face deeper into her, we both explode in orgasm, sending quivers from us both."Before I cum, I'm going to fuck your dirty ass bitch", he says. I asked him what had taken him so long. I guess I should have been a little nicer about it because in that split second he rammed his huge cock so deep into my ass, I cried out from the pain. But it didn't take long before that pain, turned into raw a****l. "I'll be tieing her up like that in a few minutes," I say, "I figure that I'll give her a good spanking until her bottom is pink and then I'll use her vibrator on her until she comes while hanging there. Do you like using a vibrator Marge?" Marge looks down submissively as she whispers, "Yes." Your vibrator is on the table beside you. You see me pick it up and hand it to Marge. Her blouse is now completely open and Bill completes the job by removing it from her shoulders to reveal her trim. Eventually she placed a cup before both Montague and myself; then left the office again, carrying the third; for herself I assumed."Now my lad, are you one difficult man to get a hold of? I've had people trying to get in touch with you since first thing this morning." Montague said with humour in his voice."I've been a little busy, Mr Montague. I do have to find alternative employment after all."That was a lie of course, my telephone back at the flat was still unplugged, and as I've said, I'd.