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Michelle was choking on her soda and prior to she could clear her throat enough to question Helga, the black-clad Mistress had restored her composure. Michelle smiled at Greg, confident he was going to get his due. Helga uncoiled the whip and let it slide over her tanned legs. She rose the work up and let it snake around her body. Greg ended up being excited by her sensual motions while at the same time ending up being horrified at the thought of her using it on him. His fears became sheer terror as she brought the whip over her head, put her foot towards him, and let fly with fifteen feet of leather. She completely missed him and handled to lose a lock of her colored hair along with clip her ear. The scream Helga blurted stunned Greg and Michelle to the point that they were able not to make fun of her.

Helga dropped the whip and stomped over to her toy table, her eyes daring Michelle to comment. She chose a small black pouch and walked over to Greg, self-confidence flashing on her face. Michelle got up to take a look and was wondering why the cock was squeezed into a little bag while the balls were just hanging there, peeking out of a big hole. When Helga swore and tore the upside-down cockbag off and tossed it across the room, Michelle was about to comment. Greg s building muscle was little and limp from the treatment. Michelle felt a minute of pity and waited for Helga to go back to her toy table. While Helga was picking a new toy of discomfort, Michelle wrapped her ruby lipstick lips around Greg shandy tool and drew softly. Her mouth left him as quickly as he hardened and Greg was thinking about that this was the best time he had ever had while tied up.

Greg concurred due to the fact that he was currently nude and it's best for kidnap victims not to argue. Since she was hoping that sex might wipe out Michelle's memory of her real nature, Helga concurred. Michelle accepted herself because she was really horny and had not made love in a minimum of 4 hours. It also had something to do with the camera she had running in the corner. She figured that despite the fact that Greg wasn't going to be barking like a pet, she could still use a tape of him in a threesome as blackmail. Michelle led Greg by his dick and brought him to the waterbed. Helga swept the chains off the bed and climbed in with them. Greg pulled Michelle's lightweight reason for a swimsuit complete and aimed his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size nipples. The silicon moved beneath his tongue as he snapped her ever stiff nipples. Greg pushed Michelle to her back and parted her legs with his thighs. Well, he believed he was parting Michelle's legs but in fact Michelle's legs basically part by themselves.

At this moment, a black-clad shadowy figure stepped through the basement window and concealed behind a group of boxes. You might inform she was female by her bosom which ruined any opportunity of her being discreet. Her gleaming Asian eyes glanced from her mask while her stunning black hair fell around her shoulders, unconcerned to any good sense regarding hair buns on Ninjas. She cursed as she saw that her target was at the bottom of a squirming stack. A razor-sharp metal pointy thing remained in her hand, ready for the first tidy shot on the young brothel madam. Because she was here, she might as well masturbate while she waited. She slipped a gloved hand into her leggings and began fingering her slit in the darkness.

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