I also know for a fact that he liked what he saw.His solid cock was proof enough to verify that statement as it pressed against his zipper. And of course there was the smile that just wouldn't go away from his face, too.Oh yes, we were both very pleased with the harness and raring to experiment with it. And with me of course, too.I got an inkling of Jason's idea when he pulled out a very long rod and slipped it through the ring at the back of my waist. His words of, "Stand up on the bed," told me the rest. And sure enough, a few minutes later I was swinging back and forth at the end of his bed by my waist as the harness really dug into my gut. I mean really dug in as he cuffed my wrists to the rod and began to lengthen a spreader bar between my feet.No doubt about it, I sure as hell wasn't going to be going anywhere for quite some time. I also picked up on the fact that I could be rotated into any position with a flick of his hand on the spreader bar attached to my ankles. No sir,

With all that was transpiring it shouldn't take a genius to understand why I was coming yet again as I struggled to remain fully conscious to record all that was happening to all concerned.Even as I came, I tried to study Betsy's technique at Charles cock, never having mastered the deep throat skills necessary to take a cock all the way down my throat.I tried to give both Charles and Jason's actions full appreciation, too. Then a change occurred.The smaller vibrating dildo was no longer up my ass. It was pressed against my inflamed clit and I was seeing stars. A second later I was seeing stars for a different reason.One of the larger dildos was taken from my cunt and pressed into my ass. It stretched and stretched and stretched. Even covered by my goo the dildo had to fight for entry up my untried opening. Then suddenly the ribbed head made it past my no longer virginal wrinkled opening and popped inside.I couldn't help it. I screamed.A scream of combined pain and pleasure as it

"His father?""Yes, miss. His father trained me and offered me to Mr. Jason when he went away to school.""Trained you? You mean his father is the same?""Oh, yes, miss. I thought you knew. It is a family trait. All the males are dominate and the females submissive. They are trained that way from birth, miss.""Is his father's staff involved, too?""Oh, yes. Both potential males and females must meet the family standards or they are not hired. It is a prerequisite for employment, miss, and all the staff it totally dedicated to it remaining so."Well! That sure as hell answered some of my questions. A family trait, was it. And all the staff was involved. Damn, what a damned pleasant thought! If I remained with Jason I'd have plenty of "staff" members at my beck and call whenever the urge arose and Jason wasn't around. Or if he was, too, for that matter, like tonight."Aaahhhhhaaaaaagggaaa..." pulled me out of my dreaming as Jason landed the cane on my harnessed tits that stuck way out

"Why don't you tell Kate how you like your rings used, Susan?""Yes, sir." She said facing him, then turned to me. "I like them treated harshly, miss. Quit harshly. My favorite being weights hanging from them as I get buggered, miss."What a topic for the breakfast table! But, hell, around here it was probably normal."I ahh I see. Thank you for that information, Susan. And who ahh do you like to get ahh buggered by? Anyone in particular?""Naturally Master Jason is a favorite. But my Johnny is no slouch either.""And who is Johnny?""Why him, miss." Pointing to the other man in the room. "My husband, miss."Husband? Well, it is an unusual household, now isn't it.What the hell could I do? I smiled in response. Jason did a bit more."Johnny?""Yes, sir?" The up-till-then silent Johnny said as he instantly approached the table and gave his full attention to Jason."A one hour reward for Susan.""Yes, sir," he responded as he suddenly turned and walked away. At a china cabinet, he reach

Jason stood between my spread legs. I could see gleaming metal in his hands. Silver metal needle and golden clit ring. Fortunately it was not nearly the size of Betsy's, but threatening all the same.Jason seemed to be reading my mind, as he said, "This one is smaller but it will still serve the purpose. After you have healed, a larger one can be installed in the hole made by this one."Reaching up with one hand he caressed my leg. I literally jumped."A bit nervous?"I swallowed and nodded my head."Too nervous to remain in place without bondage?"Again I nodded my head. Nerves be damned, I didn't think I could hold still as my clit was pierced and then ringed, for Christ's sake I wasn't made out of steel. Oh, no. I was definitely flesh and bones. And excited clit to boot."No problem," came his reply to my cowardliness as he walked away again. That time he came back with an assortment of bands, ropes and chains. "A lady should always have her wishes granted."It still amazed me that