St. David was getting more than and more uncomfortable the longer he waited. He had done everything that Cady had asked for, now all he could do was wait for her to arrive. David had arranged everything with her and followed her operating instructions to the letter. He had even mailed her a key to his condominium. She had told him when to be prepare and what to do, but not when she would be there. Jacques Louis David had been waiting for more than an hour.

It was St. David's first clock time using the various items he had been instructed to buy. He was kneeling in battlefront of the condo's door, naked with a orb gag in his mouth, hands handcuffed behind his back and the key on the counter beside him. The thing causation David the most discomfort however was the buttplug lodged in his asshole, vibrating away. His cock was rock hard and leaking precum, twitching in response to the buzzing against his prostate.

Finally the lock chamber turned and the door opened. Jacques Louis David's heart started beating faster and his peter began twitching even more energetically. The door opened and Cady walked through. She was twenty old age vernal than David with short light brown hair and a miserly offset body. She was then followed through the door by another woman. She could have been an Asiatic version of Cady, with a nearly identical torso and wearing interchangeable exercise gear.

Saint David did not know what was going on. He had set this up with Cady, paid her and neither of them had every mentioned another missy. St. David tried to say something, but with the lump gag in his mouth it just came out as a drooling grunt. The miss ignored him as they walked yesteryear, and David could differentiate they had just come from the gym and had had quite a hard employment out judging from the sweaty smell. St. David was about to work around to see what was happening when a bridge player grabbed his hair and pushed him forward.

Jacques Louis David tipped and fell to the story where he lay facedown, his dead body weight resting painfully on his cock. David started to ramble but the bridge player in his hairsbreadth kept him in place.

"Why don't you stay there for a piffling while, hmm ?"Cady leaned down and told David. Then she reached back between his legs and found his balls with one script. She gently fondled them for a few second, then gave them a viscous credit crunch. Jacques Louis David moaned and shook with the pain, but stayed where he was.

Saint David could hear the two fille chatting as they moved into his kitchen and opened his electric refrigerator to retrieve the bottle of wine he had been instructed to buy. He was left on the tile floor, gagged and plugged with his hardon pressed into the tile floor for what felt like eternity and must have been at least a quarter of an hour.

Eventually Cady came back. She was holding a glass of wine-coloured and stripped from the waist down, revealing long toned legs and a plump, hairless twat. She bent down and grabbed the haircloth on the spine of David's head and began roughly pulling him."Come along faggot,"she said.

St. David did his best to wiggle along and get his knees underneath him as he was dragged into his den. There he saw the former womanhood, also naked from the waist down, but with a midst, wiry black President Bush on her pussy. Cady pulled David until he was laying across an ottoman in front on the couch with his plug away ass in the air, cock pushed away from his body by the cushion. The early woman's feet were near Jacques Louis David's face, and he could smell out them. The reek of sudor and gym socks was almost overwhelming, and as the char moved her feet closer to his nose, David tried to turn his facial expression away.

whang ! One of David's leather belts cracked against his ass, swung intemperate by Cady."If she wants you to smell her understructure, you smell her stinky feet, faggot,"Cady told him, before giving him another smack with the belt. St. David did his substantially to make still as the Asian girl rubbed her feet all over his face while Cady kept up the whipping of his ass.

After a few second the lady friend pulled her feet from Saint David's facial expression and looked over at Cady."Do you heed if I take out his gag ?"She asked.

"Go for it,"Cady said, and reached down to grab Jacques Louis David's balls. She gave them a afflictive twist and told David,"No talking now."

The Asian girl reached behind David's head and unbuckled the musket ball gag, pulling the drool covered patch of rubber from his mouth. She them immediately moved her haired puss to replace it, pulling Saint David's typeface into her so his nose was buried in her coarse pubic tomentum. The tone was almost overpowering. The girl obviously had just come from a hard work out without showering, and stale sweat mixed with her pussy juices. She ground her pussy onto David's font, bruising his nozzle and scratching him with her pubes.

"He's not licking me. I thought you said he'd eat me,"David heard the Asian girl say. In answer Cady took the belt and cracked it between David's peg, directly onto his balls. St. David felt for a second that he would pass out from the pain, and started licking the rank and file pussy in front man of him. He ran his spit up and down, dipping inside her, circling her clit.

The Asian girl sighed and leaned back on the couch as she enjoyed David's care. Cady moved back to leisurely whipping his rear and ass with his belt. The plug still vibrated away in Jacques Louis David's ass, and even through the pain in his balls and ass, David's hammer was rock hard and throbbing. He knew he was in for a long night, he just hopped that the miss would let him cum sometime soon .