I could now feel the dull ache black on the side of my head where his fist had struck me. It hurt when I opened my mouth so I tried not to move my jaw too much. I started understanding my situation. I was bent at the waist, my stomach on a bench, head lifted up as far as it could making my throat hurt as the skin over my neck was pulled taught. I couldn’t understand how my head was being forcefully held up so I tried moving my head to the right. PAIN! It came asian from my scalp. The entirety of my hair was pulled tightly and attached to something behind me, pulling my hair backwards, forcing my head into the unnatural position it was now in. My arms were being secured behind me. Handcuffs? Maybe. My arms had been bent in an odd way which wouldn’t allow me to bend them. As I anal realized what my arms were being forced to do my blowjob brain started recognizing the electrical messages indicating discomfort. Bent over, hands cuffed and arms tied in a weird way. I tried to stand up and was greeted by another wave of sharp pain. I was wearing a collar that had spiked on the inside. The collar was chained to something in front of me. When I tried standing up the collar dug into the back of my neck. I could feel the spikes digging into the soft tissue at the nape of my neck. I could feel the warm wetness starting to stream down my back. I was bleeding! I started to realize my cum position and tried taking a step forward to stop the collar from stabbing me. My ankles were secured as well. To a spreader bar between my ankles. There was no way for me to move. I was stuck here like this. I was vulnerable. Then came the hands on my hips again. Firm. Feeling the roundness of my ass cheeks. He slapped my ass hard and the jolt made me jump. Cutting my neck, hurting my ankles. With an abrupt exhalation, she let her finger slide between her slick folds. I black do want to protect you; may I ask you some questions about this guy?” I say in a serious manner. It was salty, but less viscous than the glue-like orcish spunk that had been filling up her belly. A fresh rope of precum pumped from her dick to splatter on the concrete floor, hot as it shot from her. “Good girl.” Hopkins replied. He then pulled both her hands up to the metal headboard, snaked a pair of handcuffs through the metal bar and snapped them around both her wrists. Ever since I first started noticing girls, Brenda immediately became the object of my attention. I laid there I was spent, I thanked him for cum the blow job, he and I chatted for a bit he was from out of town, he used to live in the city but moved a year or so, he had blowjob some health issues that he had to move closer to his parents home, he was a great guy, he was single, anal and very sexy, his partner had left him after his illness, we were laying there and I turned to him, “I need to kiss you right now.” “You need to do you? How about one more?" she giggled. A stream of pussy juice blasted out of her followed by at least 5 more blasts, the tile was soaked before they took the ring off. His breathing, too, had become ragged, confirming his mounting desire for a climax. Queerly, the utterance of gratitude made me feel warm asian inside. I can’t believe it.