It flowed so that the sheet under her already blurred dark spot. Grinning, he gently ran a finger down the swollen, shiny from grease sponges, and she again leaned toward him, trying to enjoy the finger, but he just took it and she once again desperately shook his head, silently moving her lips. Just like he moved on the circumference of the nipple, which protruded half an hour on end, soaked in sweet anticipation. She again tried to pull away from the maddening touch, but she had nowhere to go - the rope kept tight. She could only writhe, dripping with grease, and for the thousandth, millionth time to try to extract from him the lightest of touches by some of the cherished after which it will be possible to hide in a long-awaited orgasm. But he knew very well her body, and was too experienced in such caresses to prevent it. She lay before him completely naked, and her wound the head hands connected at the waist, was stuck to the headboard and feet spread apart a four-foot girth at the ankle, was attached by another rope to IsNot. He's already washed her, and her clean-shaven, well-groomed crack was again ready for another session of sweet torture. Sweet just for him, of course. He gently blew on the red, crying about orgasm Clit, and she again jerks to a distorted face in a grimace of impotent anger. Her lips, swaying, sent him one curse after another, and he once again was glad that he cut out her vocal cords a year ago - for such words would have had to give her a good spanking, and he was too lazy. He looked at the TV screen, where the same woman that now lay in front of him, sitting on the bed and tried to somehow penetrate shaking hands for a solid steel chastity belt. He saw her throwing to second these attempts, again trying to RUB encased in metal slits on the headboard, on the floor - without any success, but with unrelenting (then) hope. He again imagined what it's like for months not to see anything except the walls of the basement and endless porn on the screen, not being able to turn them off, not being able to be distracted by something else, and, of course, not having any chance to quench your arousal - and felt himself starting to get aroused. He saw the woman on the screen trying to massaging his nipples to discharge in any way, but knew that she could not, as I had never managed all these years. He's already seen the footage - she was a favorite in his collection. He lay down beside her, patting yourself on the novice to get up to the cock and admiring her supple, slender, securely immobilized by the body. Over the years spent without sun and fresh air it, though considerably turned pale, but did not lose a single gram of its former beauty. He gently ran a hand through full, juicy Breasts, down the flat stomach and tickled her inner thighs. Again she twitched convulsively, excited to unbearable limits, hating his tantalizing touch and at the same time passionately wanting them more than anything. - It is a pity that so good a female loved sex with her husband - he sighed with feigned regret. - Sorry, that she loved sex with his best friend. Surely he knew your body? Is as well able to give him pleasure? He's even a member was less than mine. Is it worth it? She looked at him with hatred, biting his lips silent forever. He once again regretted that he had jumped the gun and immediately castrated this guy - forever encased in plastic or steel member he'd now made his wife a decent pair. It is a pity that he had to be killed so quickly. He's not just thinking about how to catch and put in the basement any of the former partners of his slutty wife, but he knew that it wouldn't be the same. He was not the most law-abiding doctor in the world, but his principles he still had. He returned to caress electrified body sprawled in front of him woman, stroking her under the breast, above the pubis, the inner side of the thighs. She continued silently groan and bend, and he, looking at her own, already erect cock, once again regretted that he could not properly, from the heart it is now planted right in the expiring lubricated vagina. Despite the fact that her anus was available to him at any point in time, he sometimes pined for the good old vaginal sex. It is a pity that there is no way to make sure she didn't cum during sex, continuing to feel an insatiable arousal. It is a pity that the art of the surgeon has its limits. Sorry I could not make her punishment perfect. Finally he felt ready, and, rising, put her head under the pillow. She automatically opened her mouth and he put the cock, closing their eyes and surrendering to the will of her skillful tongue. Perhaps that he was proud most of all - being able to bring out her a good pacifier. I wonder if she gets pleasure from it - swallowing and licking dick of her husband, not having any opportunity to extract from him the forbidden orgasm. Blowjob the man who condemned her to eternal torture sexual abstinence. Time after time ingesting the sperm of a man who was deprived of all access to private intimate places. However, it didn't matter. Still after all these skillfully applied punishments she had no choice - if she didn't want to be another of them. But she is clearly not wanted. Now she wanted only one thing - and, unable to get what you want, all I sit down and put your pretty mouth on his impressive cock, which soon will visit her pretty ass. And maybe not have to. He hasn't decided. Meanwhile, the entry on the screen approached their climax, which he loved so much. Maddened by the excitement caused by the endless porn stream (and very, very small dose of a certain substance in everyday foods) , the Nude woman was turned into a woman in wild animal, a bundle of nerves, only dreaming about one thing - explode in a wild, unimaginable orgasm. But the chastity belt was designed to do too well. Shiny steel was too strong to be able to bend or break naked women. Rubber around the edges too tightly to the inflamed skin to get under it with your finger. Locks front and back, it was impossible to tear, to tear or to chew - they can be opened only with a key, which was from her now very, very far away. And, realizing this, the woman on the screen broke. Only she, biting her lips, sitting on the bed, legs spread and trying to pleasure yourself - and here it is, opening his mouth in a silent scream, fists pounding the concrete wall, now she rips off the bed sheets and tore it in half, so she throws the pillow on the floor and ran up to the TV screen with a flashing where naked members, trying to break it. Of course, with a prisoner in a shatterproof Plexiglas screen to do anything impossible, and she curled up on the floor and clasping his two hands clad in steel crotch, begins to choke in silent sobs - when he groan from the pleasure starts to shoot the sperm in a warm, soft, open mouth before him. When he finished, he spent some time lying next to the woman, listening to her heavy breathing and the creaking of the ropes on her wrists. Then, deciding that anal sex he's not in the mood, he got up and without looking back went to the stall, stood in a corner of the basement. It was not easy to fit the place to answer all queries but your effort was worth every penny nested. Here you have to bathe, make up and care for themselves, but it was impossible to escape through the thick iron door, and no sound escaped beyond the strong concrete walls. And, of course, it was impossible to have an orgasm - as well as just to touch my own vagina. It was necessary to think a head, before being at liberty to use it in such an irresponsible way. Vyturelis having washed and dry it with a towel, he came out of the basement, not becoming to untie the woman and not even looking at her. He knew that as soon as he leaves, she starts to squirm that there are forces trying to extricate himself from the ropes and touch finally to its expiring juice hole with his own hands - now, when no one near there, and when it's not locked in a chrome steel. But well he knew that she did not succeed - only further whets her thirst and make you break out a new silent curses. It's amazing how quickly a woman deprived of the dignity of some soft, even not always visible from the outside of the folds of skin between her legs. Although it's still the middle ages, of course, all these chastity belt. He liked to look at her naked pubic area, her wet crack forever, so recently chose to marry her without a belt. Oh, if you could do something like below to remove the chastity belt permanently, but to deprive her of the chance to touch myself with his hands... Suddenly he stopped halfway, is predicated on the idea. Why not remove from the equation the hands? Her, and especially him, they are not any good - just an extra care of the manicure. He imagined her body amputated at the shoulders and suddenly realized that it's a turn-on. Of course, have to wash it yourself, but it is even more interesting. It will even more humiliate her, even more they feel the hopelessness of his position... You can trim even on the shoulders, and just above the elbows. Yes, it's even better. I wonder if I can get this stubby to own clitoris? Feverishly pondering this, he came into the room for operations and blankly stared at the cabinets with the tools on the table, on the dome of a powerful lamp on it. Of course, then she will be able to RUB on something. On the corner of the bed, for example. It is no good. But... what if you remove from the equation and legs? They, of course, beautiful, but the use of them, by and large, also no no. And so many new poses and punishments you can come up with thus mutilated body... Smirking at his own thoughts, he went to the kitchen to get dinner and start to get ready for bed. Yes, his whore wife will appreciate this idea. Maybe he'll even tell her about it - look at the fear in her beautiful blue eyes, have a look at open in a silent scream of horror mouth. He even came up with the first sentence of that conversation - "honey, how would you like to permanently part with the chastity belt?" He was sure that she will accept the idea with enthusiasm. He was sure that over the years the belt pretty she was tired... All the characters are fictional, all matches are random.