There was a queen sizedbed we built and had in a corner, there were also camera's set up around itwith high quality sound systems to catch every whimp...er. Along the wall wasan assortment of whips, chains, bondage devices, masks, and many toys rangingfrom small to extremely, rather impossibly large! I would use some of thisstuff on my wife on a regular basis and she loved it, but the most wickedlypainful and even lethal of the assortment we had saved for tonight, and thedays to follow. She had no. An orgasm from a cock in my ass. THAT was certainly a first for me.Master didn’t lay on me to recover from the best sex he’d ever had. Instead, he roughly flipped me over even as his cock audibly popped free from my ass and dribbled the last slimy string of his cum onto my stomach. He began to choke me with his huge hand. He held that paw over my mouth and nose and I immediately began to struggle, not prepared for this new assault and not even having a chance to suck in a lungful of air. I. "Janelle, I love you. Why did you have to die?"The voice belonged to Bob, Janelle's boyfriend. She felt her hand stroking him, and that wasn't too strange; she had touched his sex organ before, even kissed it. What was strange was the feeling of the strokes in her body. Janelle slowed the hand and moved it gently until it was stroking just the head of the penis. Then she moved it back down and rubbed the shaft and imagined that her lips were kissing the head, then surrounding it. Her body moved. In a choice between the closet and going down the creaking wooden stairs to the damp basement, she decided the closet was the best choice for her.She used the flashlight because she was afraid if she put on the bedroom light, her parents might wake up and be disturbed in their sleep. It was dark in the closet but she found her panties without much difficulty. Standing nude at the closet door, she heard the rustle of the dummy in the corner and a voice that sounded like Walter being a prankster.