She mouthed the word, ‘Come.’ Her finger slid in and out of my ass, still so teasingly slowly. I pumped my cock, fast, fast, faster. Thoughts spi...lled and ran through my head--my Dom’s toes, my cock against her skirt, the taste of her toes in my mouth, the scent of her panties, her finger in my ass, the hairbrush against my ass. I looked down, at Mandy’s pretty toes, her toenails painted a bright, cheery purple. Then at her nipple, so close. I wanted to lick it. Suck it. That was the thought. And I am forced to do the sickest shit and telling myself its what I deserve and it?s good for me. Aw fuck man?I just don't know. I am so totally fucked. How can a guy?s life be so totally fucked at eighteen? I know my ma was fucked up, and maybe that contributed to me being vulnerable to dale10 and his plans for me. My body is getting all fucked up too. Dale10 says my body exists to please him and it should be however he likes it to be. He can stick his little finger up my pisshole now...my. “Oh, I like it…” Damien gasped. His very breath was being forced from him by the pounding he was receiving. “Oh, baby, you feel so good…” Rebecca moaned. Damien’s breathing became more labored, more strenuous. Rebecca felt his hips moving, as if he was making love to the bed. She knew he was going to cum soon. She slowed her assault on his ass, kissing him once again. “No, baby, don’t stop!” Damien groaned. “Shhh, baby…” Rebecca answered. “I need you now. I need you to fuck me, baby. Don’t. It was strapping over the shoulders, the chest, just over the waist and a strap then between the legs to the back which included a cockring. Having all buckled up the strap between the legs secured the plug too.Next he gave me some tall lace up boots, going up to just under the knees. I put them on and laced them up proper. Holding up a collar and a hood he asked me if I wanted to wait for the auction more relaxed and see the others arrive or get ready complete as I will be lead out to the.