Aunt Sara The Cum Trainer

I awoke in a dimly lighted room with no windows. I had no sense of time and felt very groggy like I had been drugged. Yeah, I had been drugged. I tried to raise myself up and then panicked. I couldn’t move at all. I was laying face down on what must be a leather massage table. My face was fitted in a padded extension and there must have been a hole where my cock and balls were because when I tried to wiggle I could feel them hanging free. Wide leather straps secured my wrists and elbows and I couldn’t lift or move them. At least two 4-inch wide straps ran from side to side on the table, across my waist and my back, and prevented me from elevating my torso. Thigh and ankle cuffs riveted my legs firmly to the leather table and my legs were spread apart with the knees bent outward. My ass was fully exposed and I felt like a frog in a biology class waiting t...

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