‘It’s tight, Mistress.’
‘Don’t worry; you’ll get used to it after a while.’
God, I was hot. My heart was pounding; my c**k was as hard as a metal post, and a deep lust consumed me as I read. I opened my jeans and reached into my shorts. My hand rubbed my erection, as I continued to read.
Joel’s Mistress continued by telling him that every rod in his prison also contained sharpened spikes. She warned him if he tried to get hard, he would pay a very painful price. But just to make sure he understood, she released him from the cross and made him lie down on a narrow bench. His Mistress straddled his head and lowered herself down on his face.
‘Bring me with your tongue, slave!’ she demanded.
He had no choice and started licking her p***y. Joel started to moan in pain, as his c**k tried to
