His cock was hard but not very long, his balls hang low and dangled with each and every of his moves. A ring was around them and a weight hung from there making the whole thing look like a pendulum of desire. With a few slaps on her cunt, the girl shrieked and let go a huge load of cum. The man rubbed her cum on his short dick and, soon after, he came too. The plump brunette shook her arms fast and, looking at her husband, she moaned with all the exertion that fisting demanded. The other guy let a huge sigh and came buckets, the flow of his cum following the rhythm of the brunette's teen "handshake." The lady's husband didn't utter a word, he was shivering with an intense anal orgasm only she knew to give. With her other hand freed and still slippery from the young guy's ass, she started stroking her husband's cock. His anal orgasm was great, endless. The brunette had milked his prostate so well all this time that when he finally exploded, only pure sperm came flying. Just a few drops of it, just pure sperm. She devoured it with gusto. "A wonderful couple," I thought, "sharing all and everything." We moved on to the next room, a cell with walls only on two sides and bars on the other two. Candle holders on the walls were shedding light on the blowjob three guests who seemed to have an unusual experience. A table with a bulky box looking like an amplifier with knobs and lights was Hardcore at the far right corner. Four cords were plugged in the box with their other ends giving pleasure to the couple of slaves facing each other and strapped on two opposing X-like wooden crosses right in the middle of the room. They were both quite young, I believe in their early twenties. Brunette Wrists and ankles strapped, they each had neck collars that were fastened to the crosses. A young girl was next to the electric contraption and in charge of the controls, her long dark hair falling on her breasts. She was wearing a neck collar too, but hers had straps that went around her back and then to the front around her breasts only to end to the collar again. One of the cords was inside the slave girl's anus, another one was attached to her nipples with two little clamps. The slave guy had a collar around the ridge of his cock that was connected to the amplifier and then another cord was anal jutting out of his ass. I anal opened up the store and got things ready. “Let me help you s little sweetie.” said Emily. After a blowjob couple of minutes, James checked his watch and shot upright “Blimey, Its 9PM. “They all want that” Susan confirmed from where she now knelt behind Carissa, pressing sweet, teasing kisses onto her reddened arsehole and soaking her fingers in the thick wetness of her cunt. I wanted to exist in that moment forever, but the adrenaline subsided, and the high teen faded. She used so little Hardcore makeup most people would consider it none. My hand went over to her pussy and I rubbed her clit until she orgasmed. Another pause followed but I wasn’t about to give up my line of questioning; not yet anyway, so I continued, “Anyway, how did you know I was here; and how did you get down that path without me hearing you?” Downwards we travel, air smashing at my face, my hair a total chaotic mess. You shouldn’t be asking questions like that. “Jesus, I'm in the Brunette girl's restroom.” —————— He said he didn't have a lot of time that first afternoon, but he made it very clear that he wanted to “please me” by sucking me off before he left. The lady takes a long swig from the bottle she holds in her hand and steps closer to the man, lowering the bottle from her lips she expresses her interest in me as i walk towards the steps, he's a handsum hunk of a man. I brushed my teeth, washed my hands, and ran a comb through my disheveled hair. It was... acting!