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Master B dropped the table's fly that was supporting the slave's head and let a sardonic laugh. The poor slave's head, dangling at the end of the table, aligned his neck and mouth to accept his master's cock. Without allowing the slave any time to breathe, ruthless Master B held with both his hands the man's neck and shoved his dick in as far as possible. I could see the cock's outline pumping inside the slave's throat; his Adam's apple was bobbing incessantly. The convulsions of the slave's stomach were strong and every time his throat-fucker pulled out, streams of saliva ran down his nose and eyes. My friend and I approached carefully, willing to take part. Bob knelt and took Master B's cock in his mouth. I wiped the slave's face with my cock and drenched my tool with the spit that was covering his face. I vanished in his mouth, then desi his throat and after I passed his tonsils, it felt like I was fucking his lungs. I knew I was fucking his soul. After riding the beautiful cock for some time, Master A climbed down the table and took a police club that was lying on the floor. He whacked the guy's stretched balls hard enough to make him shake and whimper. Then, he spat on the club's rimmed end and lifted the slave's balls to expose his hole. We left to check the next room while the chains' jingles and the slave's screams echoed all over the Dungeon. The third room was as well illuminated as the one before, but it was empty. A tall closet was on the left side and a shelf on the wall next to it was crammed with little things. A strange contraption was hanging from the ceiling, a harness of some sort, with chains and buckles hanging down. Two rows of hooks were in the wall and on both sides of the harness. Bob turned to me and hugged my lower body kneading my butt cheeks with his palms. "Let's play, man," he said pressing our hard-ons against each other. I liked the idea, it was time for us to get serious. He strapped the harness on me fastening the buckles tight. He locked the padded handcuffs around my wrists and pulled the chain they were hanging from. My arms went up and my friend secured the chain using one of the hooks in the wall. arab He then fastened a padded strap around each of my ankles and lifted my legs up so my knees were almost at the height of my head; then he pulled the little chains hanging from the ankle straps and hooked them to the wall hooks, securing and spreading my legs as far wide as possible. He looked at me and grinned, then passed a long leather belt under my right knee, then behind my back and buckled its ends around my left knee. This last one completely immobilized me since, if I wanted to push back and straighten my body, the belt would pull my knees up keeping my body in the same contorted position. He tightened every single strap, belt, buckle and chain over and over again until I had difficulty breathing, let alone moving. My body was indian hanging from the ceiling, my back bent at a very sharp angle with my legs apart and bent at the knees. My handcuffed wrists were stretched to their limit. Bob adjusted my body's angle vertically, so I faced him directly with my back against the wall. In order of increasing distance from the floor, the lowest parts of my body were my asshole, my balls, my cock. The rest of my body was bound in a way to restrict my blood circulation. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked in a funny way. "I must look like a spider with crouched legs hanging down from my web". But the friend I knew was not there. "Shut up, sissy" he commanded, "or I'll cut you to pieces and shit on them." Was I taken aback? You bet. Heather also said it was the most fun she has eve had. Titters and teasing small-talk sounded throughout the room, the gathered girls playing voyeur while they waited to see whose turn might come next. Even her own descendants would fight each other for power. "Yeah, Mom. The girl's beautiful face fixated on those heavy, swelling testicles. I lapped up her tangy juices. He then progressed to fitting the head of his cock up to and then into her ready pussy, right up to her hymen. She finished her wine then asked for another, to take back for the second half. As he pressed his hips forward and her pussy lips enveloped his cock, she let out a moan and paused on the dick she was sucking to savor the feeling. desi Soon, their arab bodies took over and they found themselves virtually mashing themselves against each other. “Have the last few years just been a dream?” Mahesh adrenalin pumped fast and he was shivered in fear. She even puts indian it on her breasts. I helped her make up the office lounge with sheets and a blanket and said she could change in the bathroom. We still had a surprise for Zach and Trevor later that night and it was going to be amazing. “Even though she loves her brother?” I reached her trimmed patch just above her pussy.