The two of them approached me and began undoing the clips and cuffs, pulling out the gag, too. As much fun as it was to have women gag me, it was also nice to get a good, deep breath of fresh air afterward. “Now, slave,” Justine said, “come with us. More torment awaits you.”
“Oh yes,” Diane added as they walked me to the bed, the women on either side of me, each holding me by an arm. “We’re not through with you yet. You still belong to us, and we’re going to torture this lovely muscled body of yours without giving you release until we’re satisfied. And there’s nothing you can do about it, slave. So get on the bed. Now! Do it! On your back and spread ‘em!”
I got into the familiar position, and the two of them quickly had me secured tightly. I was naked, spread, and stretched, and as they
