His teapot hung through a hole in the forward part of the strap. His peeniewas forced into a horrible looking thin curved metal tube that was rivetedi...nto the strap.Finishing off his bondage was a head harness that included long floppy dogears and a hard rubber ring that kept his mouth open. A dog-like snout wasglued to his nose. Numerous whip marks covered his bare flanks. Clearly,the boy presented a continuing discipline problem.As we entered the fence's gate, No, No, Bad Dougie stopped trying. Eva looked at the smaller man in front of her as he began to remove his clothes and for the first time Eva realized that she was going to be ****d. As the man behind her inserted a second finger into her dry cunt, Eva began to struggle again. She did not care about the pain in her breast from the weights, she only wanted to try and do something to avoid what she knew was coming. She could hear their laughter at her pathetic attempts to free herself.Jack could feel how tight her cunt was as he. He said that he is 48 years old and his wife is 43. He, later on, added that he and his wife both of them were dominants.His wife gets very aggressive and abusive during sessions. So he wanted to know whether I was ok with it or not. After sharing the usual details, limits, and photos, we finally fixed on a date and time for the meet. I have a girlfriend and she knows all about my previous BDSM endeavors.When I told her about this she wanted to be present during the session. The idea of serving. At the very least I hope he notices."There's cold beer in the refrigerator if you'd like one." Are you having one?" he asks."Definitely."Nathan opens the refrigerator to get us a beer and I open the pantry to get a can of soup. I plan on something simple like soup and a sandwich. No point in him knowing I can't cook worth a damn.Nathan's still standing beside the refrigerator door as I turn toward it. He steps aside with a beer in each hand as I move to get the butter dish and the cold cuts. My.