The Lord of Sektara 4 lounged on his back, allowing his toned, naked body to sink into the pillowed mattress top, while letting the high thread count violet sheets caress his skin.<br/><br/>Wendy was likewise naked, save for her fence net stockings, chromed platform heels, and her handcuffs.   She laid between his spread legs, with each of her cuffed hands caressing, rubbing, and gently fondling his testicles.<br/>Her mascara was running down her cheeks, on account of all of the tears she had shed during her "punishment".  What black lipstick she had left was smeared around Callan's massive erection and testicles, with many black kiss marks telling the story of how the girl had sought to please him with her mouth.   Alexandra was likewise naked, save for her latex stockings and sky high heels.  Her hair was a little mussed, but her makeup remained perfect, as she made it a point to touch it up during any festivities.  Alex was currently lounging in the bed with them, applying cooling ointments to the long red streaks that crisscrossed Wendy's large, gorgeous ass.   Both of their womanhood were red, aroused, and thoroughly pleased by Callan's impressive girth, each woman having came no less than five times each.<br/><br/>Callan had yet to cum.  For a man that had experienced as much as he had, most things had just lost thier excitement.  Despite having a drop dead gorgeous slave between his legs, moaning softly as she orally cleansed off her own nectar from his throbbing member, His face wore a look of pure boredom.<br/><br/>He puffed smoke rings in the air, and watched lazily as the rose in the air above his head, listening to the subdued music emanate from his high grade sound system.  Once again, the song was from a time of Earth's distant past, sung by a talented artist that had died some five hundred years ago...<br/><br/><div class="bbMediaWrapper">
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</div><br/>The bed itself was set in the corner of the room, and was huge beyond words.  At the footboard, there was a stage akin to what one might find downstairs, in his high grade gentleman's club.   The stage itself was the same level as the top of the mattress, and housed lights under its surface, that changed color and intensity in time with the music. Reaching from the stage to the ceiling were two polished stainless steel poles...<br/><br/>The stage itself served as a table for the moment, having the three lovemaker's mobile devices and articles of clothing scattered upon its surface.  One of them started to hum and chirp...<br/><br/>Callan grunted, and took a long drag from his cigarette.  "Dont you dare stop what you are doing, plaything..."  He murmured down to Wendy.  "...come with me."<br/><br/>He slowly walked on his hands and feet towards the stage, with the two girls following him.  Wendy remained latched to his cock, sucking and moaning into it, a little shaky given her headspace.  Alex however moved like liquid, applying ointments and crawling simultaneously with practiced ease.<br/><br/>He retrieved his phone, and then fell back onto the mattress.  He thummed the "answer" button, and at once heard Natasha's voice murmur to him something about a new girl, beautiful, but entirely too clean looking.<br/>Callan wondered...  He then heard the redhead speak of this new girl looking for work...<br/><br/>"Alright, bring her up,  lets see what she can do..."  He murmured...  He was soo bored.  Callan had not cum for a woman in several years, he always had to finish it himself with the girl's help.<br/><br/>What's one more pretty girl in this land of decadent wonders...