I hurriedly submitted it because my Mistresses had told me they were about to complete their plans for me and I would be totally incapable of performi...ng any of the activities I had previously.Her plans are complete now and she spoke the truth. I'm unable to do any of the things I did before. My life, my very existence, is only the sensations and feelings she provides for me. I can feel and think but the only physical activity I can perform is move my eyes. This may sound terrible to the reader. Soon i felt his fat cock-head pressing against my hungry hole which was already trying to swallow his dick and i couldn’t wait to feel it slip inside me. “FUCK HIM HARD” my mistress ordered and immediately his cock plunged deep into me. In seconds he was banging me hard, pulling my hips back to meet every thrust, his crotch thudding against me and his balls slapping my cheeks, making me gasp. Mistress Lucy came to lie in front of me, pulling her own cheeks open and ordering me to lick her. I jumped up after her with the bale strings still in my hand and said, "I'll teach you to jump me like that."She just laid there with a big grin, stretched out in jeans, boots, blouse and long heavy coat saying, "Yeah big boy, whaddya gonna do, huh, whaddya gonna do."Straddling her, I looped a string around each wrist then looped the other end around a hay bale above her head. Then attacking her coat, I unbuttoned it, then her blouse exposing her delicious titties to the cold. Pop goes the. Whilst checking to see if anyone was paying attention to us I spread my legs wide displaying my soaking wet gusset. Luckily for us, we were too far away from the main area to attract any attention which was just as well because I was planning to shock them a little more.“Have you ever seen a woman finger herself before?” I asked sultrily and slipped a hand between my legs and pulled the soaking wet fabric to one side, displaying my pussy.“Jesus, Paul, she’s fucking bald!” Jason exclaimed.