She thought she was in heaven, the sensation made her quake with pleasure. She let out a moan, and closed her eyes as a shiver tore down her spine. He... kept rubbing as he brought his mouth to hers, locking them in a kiss. His tongue thrust into her mouth, mingling with hers. She was in heaven. He kept her locked in the kiss, as his thumb moved faster and faster across her sensitive clit. Finally breaking the lip lock, he lowered his mouth to one of her nipples. She tossed her head back, and. So what did I do? I went over to her apartment, at 11 o'clock at night.I couldn't wait any longer. I wore a trenchcoat. It had been raining today, but that was not thereason. I parked my violet Grand Am outside her apartment and rang the doorbell.Rebecca answered the door, her hair looking mussled and sexy, her greeneyes wide with shock, wearing nothing but a satin Oriental bathrobe. "H-hi Antara," she stammered. "Hello," I said, pushing past her into the apartment. "Look, now's not a good-" My. Yet there was a sense of strong sexual repression about to burst. I could feel it, smell it in the atmosphere. Now and then a girl would shift, expose an ankle or a leg – amazing how in a repressed environment this can fuel such interest and lust. They all had beautiful feet and smooth legs. One of the girls – the one in a pink and violet outfit, was wearing high heels. At other times of the day they would adjust head scarves and give me only a momentary glimpse of their faces – too soon. Hearing this, we already were frozen. Mistress ordered us to stand according to the size of our cocks. The one which is the biggest one to stand at the first position and so on.It was so humiliating to do this, but we all queued up as ordered. Her subordinates took one big rope and started to tie it on our cocks one by one. Then both the teams had their cocks tied up with the rope. We all were asked to stand in a position where both teams face their backs to each other.The rope is passing.