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It is an egg shaped plate about 2 feet from end to end and is only wide enough to have the rope go round it once. What I hadn’t worked out was that there is a way of fastening the rope underneath the ‘egg’ and when the egg slowly turns it will push the rope away then let it back. The effect of that would be that the tension of the rope would increase and decrease therefore raising and lowering what ever (or whoever) was on the other end. It was then that I realised how much fun the dildo through the hole in the bottom of the ‘T’ could be. If I was sat astride the ‘T’ with a dildo in and my wrists tied high with the rope going through a ceiling ring and back to the ‘egg’ the slow turning of the motor would mean that I would be raised and lowered onto the dildo. In other words it was an electric ‘fucking’ machine. I was looking forward to trying that but I suddenly started thinking about what would happen if Jon set it going and then left me for hours. I would die from a mixture of pain and pleasure. I left the man to it and when I went in later in the day I worked out what 2 other things were that the man had been working on. One was a big circle of wood like a solid wheel, but it was vertical and off the ground. It was in some sort of frame that would allow it to spin and it was big enough for me to be restrained spread-eagle onto it. I had visions of getting dizzy as I was spinning naked on some sort of ‘wheel of fortune’ television program. The other thing that had had me puzzled was something between the legs of the top of the ‘whipping-T’. It was spring loaded and looked like it would spring up and hit my pussy if it was let lose. It all made sense when the man desi attached a rubbery dildo to it. I reckoned that with me in the spanking position it would be in just about the right position to give me a lot of pleasure. I hoped that it could have a rope attached so that I could control its movement somehow. The man finished just after Jon got home, and after inspecting everything Jon paid him and he left. Jon told me that he was looking forward to me needing my next punishment. Later that evening the papergirl came again. It had been 3 weeks since she had been and she still couldn’t stop staring at my nakedness. I thought that I would see if I could get her to relax a bit and to talk a bit. I invited her to come into the kitchen for a coke or something. She seemed a little reluctant but finally came in. We sat there drinking and talking for about 10 minutes. She was asking me if it felt weird not having any clothes on all the time and talking to strangers like that. I told her that having no clothes on didn’t feel any different to when I used to wear clothes. I told her that I didn’t have to worry about what to wear or have anywhere as much washing to do. She asked about my lack of pubic hair and got a little defensive when I said that it couldn’t have been long ago when she didn’t have any. Apparently hers had started growing when she was 11. I was just about to suggest that she try my way of life (well parts of it) when Jon came in and she decided that she had better leave. Jon decided to leave the new equipment until the weekend, which disappointed me a bit. Friday - Was Tesco day and I went in the morning and had a long chat with Bridie. I also had a couple of the young lads in there follow me around, they got real close when I was bending over in the freezer section so I indian took my time and let them have a good look. It didn’t cost me anything, it gave them a cheap thrill and it did me too. The thought of a couple of red blooded young men staring at my pussy got me a bit excited as well. In the afternoon I went into the punishment room and experimented to get the best positions on the ‘whipping-T’. It was nowhere as big as Max, but I guessed about 7 inches. I don't want go too far . . . “No, but I’ve been real close.” Her breasts heaved at the sight as she started sobbing, there was no way out, she was naked and they meant to brand her condemning her to a life of slavery. “Maybe you'll corrupt me as you have my friends, indian but one day, you will lose, you filthy creature. More of Harry’s cum dripped out of me onto the floor after I demounted his cock I went to the floor licking every drop of Harry’s cum that dripped out of me. The house was a little run down but at least it was clean so we had dinner and then Ida showed us all to different bedrooms and said she was going to sleep on the couch. I didn’t get time to think about it anymore because the door opened and 2 more men walked in. They too stopped, stared and then smiled. I emailed them to call Amy and make an appointment so we can get this taken care of before the first of the year. She sensed his surprise and told him that he desi was tasting his own cum. He paws at her flesh, digging sharp ragged nails along her skin. very well, least of all his wife, son, and two daughters, Their skin rubbing against each other. I bet you only did it with the lights off with her.” Slowing my thrusts down, I made sure my cum was deep inside her. That was the first time she has slept out of her cage in a year. She’s usually only able to orgasm twice, but things were going to be different that night. After about thirty seconds Hermione manage to whisper, “Kneazle. To Deb this was too much to hope for. I was so surprised by her that Oliver pushed his knot in without a problem at all. I saw star as I exploded into her, cum blasting like a volcano in her hot depths. He got a good leverage at the bottom of her buttocks. “EO is just a count of how many you’ve sexually interacted with and drained energy from,” Betsy continued. The girl cried out in pain, her eyes swelled with tears, but she said nothing else. “Yes daddy yess!! The heat swept through me. I swallowed, my heart hammering in my chest.