Well, I hear if you run the rope through the washer and dryer, it REALLY softens it up. You know, so it doesn’t hurt him when he’s tied up,” Marisa said.

Oh I don’t think I’ll mind ever coming here again, at least.” I half smiled to myself, and looked down at the folded paper he had shoved into my hand, as he shook it. I agreed and laughed excitedly and couldn't believe this was happening. Nor could I believe it when she came downstairs. With a totally different look on her face. And wearing my beloved Hawaiian shirt over her sleeveless one - the one I'd lost months ago and she said she didn't know where it was.Luuxen? But sir, I was only going for my routinely walk in the woods when i fell down a rather steep hill. I apologies for intruding your territory i will leave right away" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!! YAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!” OOOOWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!! EEEEEHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHHA!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!” She begs with her eyes as I watch from my chair. Tears pour down her face, drool from her open mouth.

It was around that time that I realized I didn’t have the car keys. And it was around THAT time that Dena emerged from the house with car keys in one hand, ropes in the other. I was dead.Belly Button! Belly Button! Belly Button!” Hane repeated over and over, constantly inserting the feather while twirling it rapidly until it hits the bottom of Samantha's navel. That is so gross and cruel, Dena!” Marisa laughed. “Stinky feet! Oh, we are so cruel, Jessie, aren’t we? Don’t you love being our hostage?” Water gushes down Barb’s legs, through the grate beneath her. She wails with every straining push, shitting the enema out, her asshole straining and squeezing in surges.

Inside the soft silicone nozzle cover is a metal mechanism: a pear of anguish, its petals spreading into a flower the size of my fist if I were to open it all the way. The nozzle bulges open at its very tip, not the base, spreading wide at the top of her vaginal canal and plugging it shut.

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We went on a few dates before ultimately realizing we weren’t compatible for the long-term. I enjoyed his company and appreciated his sense of humor, but I didn’t want to rip his clothes off and kiss him in dark alleys. We decided to remain friends, so I wasn’t surprised when he asked me to join him for dinner a few months later to catch up. Now,” he spoke, walking towards me gingerly as if discussing a pleasant subject.“Let’s just test out how sensitive this little waist of yours is with a few ostrich feathers from the Janitor’s closet stroking up and down it.” Have to. Every little advantage counts!” Dena said, finishing tying me up as Marissa ran out with the silver tape. He explained although im 'never going to want the 6 hours to end' he has to tie me down to stop reflexes.

Amy got a big slow grin on her face and then laughed. Then she leveled me with this: "That's where you're wrong, hon. Because with what I'm about to do to you, you WILL scream! That's why I need to gag you!" Oh I don’t think you’ll have too many objections to what I’m going to do. At first at least. When I saw those feet of yours I could hardly keep my eyes off them. I wanted to see them, to feel them. When we were in the hospital room and my hand brushed up against them, and I saw your reaction, I knew that I had to have some fun with you. And judging by the tent I saw in your pants, I don’t think someone minded too much.”You will be kept here as my slave" This thought didnt sound so bad for me because thats practically what i do at home...