Caught and Nailed-14
Reggie pummelled the distressed young blonde unmercifully, with giant hands
encircling her tiny waist for leverage, he rammed forward and withdrew, rammed
forward and withdrew, his overloaded testicles slamming her battered and bruised
buttocks with each forward thrust. Lisa was nearly unconscious when Reggie
finally emptied his seed into her ravaged intestines. He chained her ankle to
the bedpost and left her curled up in the fetal position to sob the night away.
Both captives were allowed to shower and clean up and were fed an early
breakfast the next morning.
Although forty something, Mistress Desiree is an elegant looking woman. Her hair
is coal-black, combed straight back and into a ponytail. At the moment she is
dressed in an all black leather ensemble, knee high boots, short mini-skirt,
vest, open in front, revealing a tinted mesh bra and elbow length gloves.
Even though Lisa's wrists are handcuffed behind her, Lenny is still holding her
by the elbows. She stands naked except for the thong panty that she wears over
her head. Meg is standing just to the side of her.
Desiree is amused by the sight.
"Explain to me once again about the pantie."
Lisa did not have to be asked twice.
"I must wear these to indicate that I am a whore and an adulteress, this is the
same panty that I used to seduce Ms. Claybourne's husband."
With that said, they all looked towards the other side of the room where Roger
stood naked, except for the chastity belt and the red ballgag. On either side of
him was a young man, they could be brothers, possible twins, they were slim but
muscular, wearing jeans and tight fitting t-shirts, each with dyed blonde hair
and obviously gay. Desiree returned her attention to Lisa.
"While your husband is being entertained by his two playmates shall we take a
look at blondie?"
Meg nodded. "Of course."
Desiree removed the panty from Lisa's head.
"Ah....exquisite, I don't mean to offend you Ms. Claybourne but your husband has
excellent taste." "An unwilling participant too, all the better, she will be a
popular item at the resort."
Lisa protested.
"Wait just a minute, you ca"..........
The slap sounded like a shot, Desiree's leather glove landing flush against the
side of Lisa's face.
