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I waited there patiently even though I had no choice. It was more comfortable than the barn and the temperature was exactly 70 degrees thanks to a dehumidifying heat pump I had installed when the house was built. I was there for some time, Marge walking back down the stairs after I heard the doorbell ring. She walked out to the garage, returning a minute later with the video camera and tripod which she set off to the side of the room. That told me that she had planned something important. Next she led me by the leash to the center of the family room, pulling me down big to kneel on the hard tiled floor. I watched silently as Troy walked down. Under other circumstances I would have laughed wildly at his outfit. He wore a hideous brown amateur and green striped long-sleeved shirt over red, white, and blue plaid shorts with high black socks and tan sandals. Nobody ever claimed that Troy was a good dresser or exhibited cum any tits fashion sense. “You need to practice, slave, on the real thing—sucking a real cock and swallowing. Troy’s quite a bit smaller than Michael, but he’ll do for now and I’m sure he wants some revenge for all the slights you’ve inflicted on him over the years.” I knelt silently while Troy lowered his shorts and briefs, a huge smirk on his face. I resolved at that second to wipe that smirk all over his sorry face at the first opportunity. I’m quite a bit taller than Troy and even kneeling my mouth was much higher than Troy’s cock. I thought I might black be able to use this to my advantage. I moved forward seemingly to suck, but falling instead on my right shoulder, a very easy fall for an experienced wrestler. Marge and Troy lifted me back into position and once again I moved forward only to drop, my shoulder breaking my fall. They tried it two more times with the same result. I was reminded of Einstein’s definition of idiocy—doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. “This isn’t working, Marge. We have to do something else.” “Maybe if I move his hands around to the front of his body he’ll be able to support himself that way.” “Okay, let’s try that.” Marge opened the cuff on my left wrist and I quickly moved my hands to the floor, but far enough away from each other that they couldn’t be coupled together again. Troy wanted his cock in my mouth so that’s what I gave him, but no sooner had the head cleared my teeth than I clamped down firmly, my teeth cutting through the sensitive tissue. “OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! PLEASE, MAKE HIM STOP! PLEASE! PLEASE MAKE HIM STOP!” I finally released him, spitting his blood all over his shirt as I pushed myself up quickly to stand in front of Troy. I knew that he had a glass jaw. He had been really fresh, putting his hands in places a gentleman doesn’t, with Sara Jane Fulmer at a party in tenth grade and she decked him with a single punch. Troy never had lived that down. I gave him a good quick punch, swinging from my shoulder and following through. He dropped like a rock. Marge had been shocking me, but I felt nothing. I had so much adrenaline coursing through my body that I probably could have survived anything. She also tried to choke me, but I had turned my head, protecting my throat with the powerful muscles at the sides and back of my neck. Once Troy was down I turned to face Marge, my tormenter—my Torquemada. It wasn’t much to pull the leash from her hand. By mypenname3000 I told her we could try to hook up with Joe and Darlene again. And it worked. I passed Ryan who said, “I'm going to tits control you!” It-” Still nobody. They’re far more comfortable dealing with a Maria.” He had no eyes, just the sockets, but he appeared to see some other way. They were soaking wet. "Hi, I'm Bethany," the girl said. The second time she was a lot more into the feeling of getting fucked. "I know you have to do this baby, I amateur want you to know that I love you and that I'll still be yours when this is all over okay." Blood rushed to her head. I licked, and then swallowed. “Oh god. A regular good looking girl, with a bit of a naughty look on her face. Julia let the sheet drop and wrapped cum her arms around his neck. Jill made a comment one night that with all the females around it’s like he is building a Commune and he’s the cult leader,” Dakota says smiling. We have since done a few random spice up nights. "No, no more dog sex. With what free time I have remaining, I make love to Hoola with a desperate intensity, burying my face in her pussy and wishing I could be surrounded now and forever only by the female. The wet sounds of Suzy stroking black his slippery cock and sucking his ball sack filled the room. Now both gave me a kiss on the chin and then my big chest. She closed her eyes and allowed her hands to take over her body, she felt her legs spread wider as her right fingers slipped beneath her shorts and panties to carcass her clit and she allowed her left hand to slip under her bra and began caressing her breasts. With Ryan’s help I quickly did as I was told.