I had never had occasion to use either of the cells. I wondered how my secretary Marsia would fair in one of my little cells. Perhaps I should find ou.... She was always joking about being my prisoner.The next morning I was seated beside the General on his back veranda sipping an iced orange juice lased with vodka. Ten feet out on the stone patio were two heavy metal posts, with a taught chain running between them. The chain was four or so feet above the ground. On her knees was a prisoner; her. He lubed his fingers with it. I kept sucking, sweat dripping off the end of my nose, face, chin, sweat sheened on both our bodies.I positioned myself, legs open wide, his cock rotated in my mouth as I sucked, sucked, bobbed my head up and down. He slid his middle finger up and down my asscrack, lubing it. He pressed with his fingertip. I opened the bottle of poppers and took a hit in each nostril, concentrated on relaxing, letting his finger into me. In it went, slowly past my sphincter, pause,. More

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