I saw the glint in her eyes as she leaned across the bar. It was such a shame that your home life was going so well. Oh, well. You’d just... taken the last swallow of your drink when she came around the bar and pushed you against it. You were startled, and tried to ask her what she was doing, but she kissed you hard, pushing her tongue into your mouth as I grabbed a pair of handcuffs to tie you down. I slipped them through a bar that wasn’t visible to patrons before grabbing one hand. She was relentless. “OK. OK. Ophelia.” Mistress Flavia interrupted. “I think you’ve chastised the prisoner’s cock and balls enough. Attach the chain.”Ophelia cinched the cock right extremely tightly around my ballsack, and then attached the chain. It felt like it weighed at least 5 pounds.Mistress Flavia continued. “Now we’re going to scourge the prisoner with leather whips. This is the initial stage in his long slow journey into pain and agony. We’re going to hurt him, but we’re not going to. She was only wearing her bra and knickers. Between her boobs was a silver heart, hanging on a fine silver chain. The bra was red and lacy, her boobs at least a C probably bigger. Her stomach wasn't flat, but the gentle rolling shape was somehow sexier than the perfection. She had a wonderful all over golden tan and as she walked towards me she span around.“See anything you like?” The sight of her bum, encased in red lace brought my already hard knob to full attention.“A few things” I retorted,. I like that,” Gullah said, before continuing, “Sit down while I undress.”Gullah next removed his shoes and socks and then his overall. Finally, he pushed his shorts down and kicked them to the side.Standing before JP, he said, “Now you can get a good look your new best friend.” With Gullah already semi-erect, JP’s jaw almost hit the floor as he gawked at the size of the uncut monster before him.In a shaky voice, JP asked, “Do you have lube?”“Don’t need any,” answered Gullah, before continuing,.