Pausing for breath, Richard backed me off slowly and stood up, motioning me over to a wooden chair by the window before turning it sideways and bendin...g me over it. He began smacking my butt with his hand, not too hard, and fingering my butt, which started to feel pleasurable instead of painful. I asked him if he could reach my butt with his cock. He started rubbing his small, hard cock against me, though his bulk prevented full penetration. Still rock-hard, he resumed his thrusting at my. .." Sajel said."All the food's raw," Zach said.A grin grew on Meredith's face."Yep," I said smugly. "Grab what you like. "When the— Ah, here we are." As if rehearsed, one of the waiters bustled up. He attached a round plastic thing to the round knob—and suddenly it was a dial with positions for "On" and "Off". (They take off the plastic dial so that customers can't play with the appliance.) He switched it to "On", made sure the other knob (a lever) was pushed all the way to the top, and then. Somehow, the buckle catches Megan’s skin as you cinch it tight, causing her to scream in pain, drawing blood. Displeased with you, Master leads you to the stockade and locks you in. He helps Megan with the dildo after cleaning her up and guides her as she slides it into Vicky’s open lips. As Megan fucks Vicky, Master paddles your ass, matching Megan’s stokes. You stifle your cries of pain and hold back your tears as each stroke smacks your ass. Master continues until Vicky finally screams in. The marketplace begins to empty. The merchants and shopkeepers close up shop and start to head home. Soon, as the sun disappears, there is not a living soul wandering the familiar streets, aside from thieves and cut-throats that prowl the shadows and the darkened alleys. If one were to stop and listen, one would hear the random shouts of drunks from the open windows of nearby taverns; the smothered grunts of foolish men who wander too close to the concealing shadows and lose more than just.