Ice

Ashley quickly exited the room.

You rolled around the floor and wondered what exactly was happening.

You were scared, but you’re more turned on than you have ever been. You would agree to anything with they asked.

Ashley walked back in instantly snapped at you.

“Stay fucking still, on your back.” She demanded ad she climbed on top of you. The giant wet spot in her pan ties hung just over your nose.

She pressed two blocks of ice around the head of your cock and laughed as you screamed.

It took a few minutes of torture, but she had you soft enough to cage within five minutes.

She uncuffed your hands and she had you get dressed.

“No underwear though.” She said laughing.

Once dressed she outlined the rest of the night.

“We’re going to your place now and you’ll get whatever you need for the weekend, after that I’ll drive you up there, she’ll probably have you entertain and then I’m not sure what your sleeping arrangements are.”

As you walked outside towards her car she popped the trunk.

“You ride back here.” She said, and like a good slave you obeyed.

She let you out once in your garage