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The first thing he seemed aware of was the tube in front of him, and both women seemed to enjoy the way his eyes followed it up and out of view, wondering, dreading, what it could possibly be for. His eyes twitched as he tried to look down and he could obviously feel that his cock was once again encased, his ass was penetrated, and he was all too familiar with the sensation of the milking rod. A muffled whimper got no sympathy from the women, and Nina enjoyed stepping close to him to get a better view as she held the glass in place to capture the next load.
Katrina seemed to enjoy the painful, silent moments of anticipation, and like many times before, she just opted to let her prisoner take in his scenario and test the bonds uselessly. She felt that it added to his sense of despair. She reached up and pushed some of the hair out of his face. "Since your cock is nothing to look at, Nina and I will enjoy looking into your eyes as you eat your first meal as our prisoner." She smiled. "A meal best served warm. I hope you will find it fresh. If not, I can assure you, there's much more where that came from, and it's indeed, quite fresh."
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