There were a few moments of silence. Amy then broke it by asking: "Daniel? Do you think you could put on some music? Just to avoid the mood getting du...ll by all this silence?" Daniel smiled and went to the CD Rack - after briefly searching through the Griffith's collection (and giving horny little Amy a perfect view of his round and firm butt) he found the perfect track. "Ne me quitte pas". Daniel smiled, admiring the fact that Amy's family and himself shared the same taste for music. As the. " he doesn't get the rest of the sentence out. I grip his cock. Hard. Just to show him how easy it is to control him. "You want me to do it?" I ask, putting up an innocent expression that I know he can't resist. He nods with flushed cheeks. I smile and start to carefully pull his zipper down, teasing him for a bit. "Yes, please stop winding me up," there's a helpless look on his face, like he's giving in. He really does want me to do it, I notice, get it over with. Not that it wasn't. I open it up: the toy itself is unassuming in size, a little smaller than my hand. Its biggest part was at the top, and it had a handle that stimulated the area between your balls and ass and kept it from falling out. It's smaller than my man by far, but it looked just as thick at the top. I decided to try it later that night, more to get the doctor off my back than to actually enjoy it.I relax and take a hot shower to loosen up. After I dry off, I lube myself up and insert it in--I remember. What more could he possibly do to me.He unstrapped my wrists from the cross, lowered my legs and unstrapped them. I still couldn't move as I was stuck on the giant penis. He then pulled on the ropes tied to my breasts. I screamed like never before. He continued to pull causing pain to rip from my breasts through to my whole body. My upper body then started to rise from the cross. I was being suspended in the air by my breasts. My mind was overwhelmed by the pain and my throat was raw from my.