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By *ancmann OP Man 5 weeks ago
manchester / Liverpool |
Part 3 of the story, best read in order….. enjoy
Emma was stood on the driveway looking up at the house, she defiantly wasn’t having second thoughts but she was nervous, no it wasn’t nerves, she thought it was more like anticipation. The sort of feeling you get in the pit of your stomach before a big sports match or an interview at work where you have built yourself up for something and you now just wanted to get going.
It had taken a couple of days for Mark to reply to her message after their last, and so far only meeting.
Emma was annoyed with herself for sending the message so quickly after she left the shopping centre, she worried it looked desperate, and then, when she sent the second message …….
‘Let me know when x’
……….She was certain she sounded desperate, but then she was desperate, no she wasn’t desperate, but she knew she needed more, she didn’t want it to have been a one off and to never have an experience as horny as that ever again and she knew she needed more humiliation and shame, more boundaries to be pushed and more earth shattering orgasms like she had with Kate.
When he did message her back, Mark had invited, or more like told her she was to go round to his house in a couple of days time.
He sent her the details of where he lived and also a few additional instructions about what he expected
firstly, she would need it ensure she was thoroughly douched before each time they met, he did go on to clarify it didn’t mean she would always be getting fucked in the ass, a bit of a relief, but that it would always be an option and she should be ready
His preference was for black underwear, Emma took this to mean she would be expected to always wear black underwear, this was fine by her as she had plenty as she always thought it looked good against her tanned skin and with her dark hair
She should always make an effort with her appearance and dress, she should always look good, at least at the start, what sort of state she would be in when they finished would be anyone’s guess
Most of all Mark demanded her obedience
Emma had no real issues with any of this, she would have done most of it anyway, apart form maybe the douching but that wasn’t a deal breaker and the thought of being obedient to the older dominant man was what really turned her on the most
The next couple of days seemed to drag, she was preoccupied with her meeting with Mark, she had very little idea what was going to happen or what Mark had planned but that was part of the excitement and built up the tension and nerves for her.
She had got a spray tan, had her nails done, she had pondered over what she was going to wear and settled on stockings with a suspended belt, a pair of delicate lacy panties and a lacy balcony style bra all in black, naturally, and she would wear a dress something simple, fitted but not too tight, sexy and sophisticated she thought to herself. The day of the meeting at Marks house she made sure she shaved her legs and of course her pussy so she was beautifully smooth.
So here she now was, just before 6pm as instructed and stood on Marks driveway.
It was a large detached, fairly modern house on a big plot, not a mansion but pretty big, using her estate agents eye she guessed at 4 maybe 5, good sized bedrooms, couple of en-suites, couple of reception rooms, nice modern kitchen probably big and open plan, probably some bi fold doors to the garden she thought.
There were a couple of cars on the drive, a people carrier type car with dark tinted windows in the rear and a suv type car.
There was also a substantial double garage that looked like it was attached to the house, but the cars were on the drive, not that unusual she supposed, people use their garages for all sorts of things
She snapped out of It, she wasnt here to appraise a property, she needed to get moving or she would be late.
Talking a deep breath she started walking towards the door, she was apprehensive and the butterflies were back, in the back of her mind she was thinking you don’t have to be here, you can just turn around and go home and forgot everything that happened the other day at the shopping centre and go back to normal life no one is going to stop you, but she also knew she didn’t want ‘normal’ life, she wanted the excitement, the nerves, the adrenaline that she was feeling now and like she felt when she was being led into the toilets by Kate in the shopping centre, it was addictive and she needed to feed that addiction
She got to the door, there was a door knocker on the large wooden door and a ring door bell to the side, should she knock or use the door bell, did it matter, why was she worrying about which one to use, don’t stand there like an idiot just choose one, as she reached for the door knocker the door opened.
Mark was stood there, Emma half expected Kate to the there too, she didnt know what their relationship was and thought maybe she was his wife or girlfriend
Mark was dressed casually but was smart, pants and a plain v-neck t-shirt. He looked better than she remembered from last time they met, he was in pretty decent shape from what she could see, whilst not drop dead, go weak at the knees handsome he was good looking, for a guy nearly 20 years older than her.
‘Come in, glad you could make it, although I was wondering how long you were going to stand looking at he door’ Mark said as he smiled
‘Thanks, I just wasn’t sure which one to use, the door bell or the knocker, didn’t know which was best’ ……shut up you idiot Emma thought to herself as the words left her mouth, pull yourself together.
‘Either would have been fine’ Mark said, again with a smile
‘Come in and let me get you a drink Emma’
Mark showed Emma through to the kitchen, it was bigger than she expected, very modern, white, granite topped island……. and there they were, bi-fold doors to the garden
‘Prosecco ok again’ Mark asked as he poured her a drink and got himself a bottle of beer
As she took a sip of her drink she looked around the room, nothing unusual really, sofa area with a large TV, dining table to one side of the room, large set of double doors to the other side…. Nothing out of the ordinary, although she did notice the large double doors had a slightly different design to the other doors in the house she had seen and they also had a key operated lock, then she realised they must be the doors to the attached garage, strange they are double doors but it would explain the lock
They chatted for a while, just small talk, Emma relaxed a bit, Mark seemed to be taking an interest in her work, things she liked to do, the double doors did though keep catching her eye, they were slightly out of place she thought, Mark caught her glancing over at them, she could tell he had seen her looking
‘I was just wondering what those double doors were, they just look a bit different to the rest of the house’ said Emma, feeling like she needed to explain what she was looking at
‘Oh thats just the playroom’ said Mark
Of course thought Emma, he is likely to have kids at his age, in a nice big house like this, a playroom makes sense
Emma realised she had been telling him quite a lot about herself but she didn’t know much about him. What she really wanted to know was who Kate was.
‘So I was wondering, who is Kate’
‘ She is a friend of mine’ Mark replied, ‘Someone I met through Fab like you but a few years ago and we have kept in touch ever since’
‘So not a girlfriend then’ Emma asked
‘No, she is a girl who’s a friend but not a girlfriend. When we first got in touch she was very much like you, liked to be submissive and explore that side of herself and over time the relationship has developed and become more complex’ Mark replied
‘I noticed that the other day’ said Emma with a smile
‘Did you like Kate’ Mark asked
Emma felt her cheeks flush a bit, ‘Yes, she was amazing’
Mark smiled back and asked ‘Would you like to see the playroom Emma’
Emma was a little confused, unsure why she would be interested in the children’s play room but she didn’t want to be impolite ‘Yes, sure’
‘The doors are open, go over and have a look’ said Mark
Emma put her drink down and started walking towards the door, Mark followed.
As she got to the doors she took hold of the handles pulling them both open towards her, they were thicker and heavier than she expected and took a bit of effort to move them
Emmas eyes widened as she took in what was in front of her in the room, it wasn’t the playroom she was expecting. While she had been chatting with Mark she had almost forgotten why she was there, it wasn’t for a cosy catch up, she was there to be used, used by Mark and from the contents of the room it was clear Mark had every intention of using her and in ways she hadn’t imagined.
The room was bigger than Emma expected, stood in the door way it seemed to extend quite some way back, the walls were dark, painted back however it was lit, all be it fairly dimly, but enough to see ok, with various wall lights around the room.
The floor was wooden, looked like oak and there was a large dark circular rug in the middle of the room in front of a large bed, it looked bigger than a king size and looked like you could comfortably get a few people on there.
Around the edge of the room was where it got interesting, looking around Emma could see a large wooden cross which looked like it was propped up at an angle against one wall, there was some sort of sex swing hung under what looked like a frame of thick scaffolding poles, to the other side there was some sort of bench with various thick leather straps hanging off it
Hanging on the back wall of the room were all sorts of straps, ropes, canes, whips, paddles and other things that she wasn’t really sure what they were
To one side there was what looked like a wide set of drawers, on the top were a range of dildos from pretty small to ones bigger than Emmas arm
There were other toys, drawers and storage but Emma was finding it difficult to take everything in.
Mark stepped forward and stood closely behind Emma, putting his hands on her waist and leaning close to her ear, ‘Would you like to go in and have a look’
Emmas mouth was dry, she registered Mark talking to her but when she tried to move her mouth the words wouldn’t come out
Mark ran his hands up the side of her body and brushed her hair to the side, reaching for the zip to her dress which ran all the way from between her shoulders, down to the small of her back, just above her ass.
Mark pulled the zip down, not slowly, but deliberately, with purpose.
With the zip at the bottom Mark lifted the dress off Emmas shoulders and she moved slightly to allow the dress to fall to the floor
Mark stepped back and looked at emma, she looked sensational, stood in high heals, black stockings which were held up be a lacy suspended belt with a tiny thong panties which showed off her round ass beautifully. her slender back had a gentle arch to it, her long hair had fallen back to just below her shoulders but he could see she was wearing a delicate lace bra which matched her panties
Mark was becoming hard, his cock starting to straining in his pants, inside he wanted to take her there and then but he knew that if she was handled correctly Emma would be so much more than just a fuck
‘Go in and have a look’ Mark said in a louder voice
Emma stepped forward, stepping out of her dress and into the room, she slowly walked around the room, looking at the equipment, the toys, she had no idea what some of the things were for but knew Mark would undoubtedly be an expert in using them
She touched pieces of the equipment as she walked around, the smooth leather, the soft cushioning and the hard wood and metal.
She looked at the selection of whips and canes and imagined the pain from some of them would be unbearable but somehow the thought of it began to turn her on, she could feel her nipples hardening, her pussy was starting to gently ache to be touched.
Emma reached the drawers with the selection of dildos on top.
Mark walked over, ‘Open the drawers if you like’
In the top drawer, set in black foam, with spaces perfectly cut to size to hold them in place were a range of butt plugs, some were small, others were similar in size to the one she had been told to put in her ass in the changing room of Anne Summers, some were longer and wider and others were huge, the biggest looked as wide as a can.
Mark could see Emma looking at the biggest butt plug, ‘What do you think’ he asked
Swallowing hard to make sure she could find the words ‘It’s massive, I could never manage that’
‘You would be surprised’ said Mark ominously
Taking Emma by the hand he walked her to the middle of the room, her heels were clicking the wooden floor but the sound didn’t seem to carry, perhaps the room was soundproofed in some way
Stood in front of Emma and looking into her eyes he asked, ‘Are you ready’
‘Yes’ Emma replied gently, although she had no idea what she was saying yes to and truly she didn’t know if she was ready but she knew, more than anything she wanted to find out.
Mark walked over to the wall and lifted what looked like 4 leather straps with a large buckles on them, as he walked back with them Emma could see one side had thin padding and Emma realised they were some sort of restraints.
As he walked over Mark spoke to Emma
‘There are a few rules in the playroom Emma’
‘You must call me sir in this room, outside Mark is fine but in here is always Sir’
‘You can stop at any point, there are two safe words, Amber which means slow down or change what I am doing, red means stop and I will stop straight away. If you are gagged or unable to speak there will be another signal, but this will be decided at the time depending what situation you are in’
‘You will experience a lot of pleasure in this room but there will also be pain and discomfort and sometimes you might not be able to tell the difference between pain and pleasure, but nothing I do will harm you, I will leave no permanent or lasting marks, you are completely safe, so if you feel you are reaching your limit I would encourage you to hold on a bit longer before using your safe word as I know you will be able to handle more than you think you can’
‘Do you understand all that’
‘Yes Sir, I understand’ said Emma
Mark reached for Emma’s arm and fastened the restraint around her slim wrist, he could feel her hands shaking as he attached the cuff, he then fastened the second one to the other wrist and then slowly circled emma until he was behind her, Emma heard the doors closing, the room went a little darker as the light from outside the room was shut out
Emma was stood rigid, she didn’t know if she was in some sort of shock, her stomach was churning with anticipation, her hands were shaking, she knew mark must have noticed her shaking hands as he took hold of them, she could just say stop now and this would all be over, just one word and she would be able to just go home, but that word wouldn’t come. It was like she was in a different world and the only two people that existed were her and Mark, and he was about to have total control over what happened to her and her wet pussy told her everything that she need to know, she wasn’t going to say stop, not now, maybe not ever.
‘Tie your hair back’ mark said
fuck sake thought emma, she hadn’t brought anything to tie her hair back again as mark reached out and passed her a hair bobble. Emma nervously nodded her thanks and tied her hair back.
Mark was behind her, she could feel him running the back of his finger gently down the length of her spine.
‘Remove your bra’ mark ordered
Without hesitation Emma reached a unclipped her bra, dropping it silently to the floor. He perfect breasts now on show for mark, nipples hard, almost painfully so
Mark took hold of both of her wrists and moved them to a potion above her head with her arms straight, she instinctively looked up, she could see a hook in the ceiling and a strap with some sort of ratchet and a carabiner on the end, how had she missed this earlier, there was so much to look at it hadn’t even registered but it did now
Mark deftly clipped one and then both of her wrists to the carabiner and let go, her arms were high above her head but there was a slight flex in her arms. Mark reached for the racket and clicked it a few times. Emma felt her wrist’s being pulled towards the ceiling, her arms stretched, followed by her body through her spine.
Shit is he going to lift me off my feet and leave me hanging here, she instinctively took hold of the strap hanging from the ceiling
Mark stopped just before her heels were lifted form the floor, Emma was held there, stretched and while it was initially uncomfortable her body seemed to begin to adapt and gradually got used to this new platoon, her flexibility from the gymnastics was beginning to pay off she thought
Mark again slowly walked round emma, making it clear to Emma he was looking at every inch of her near naked body, Emma began to feel self conscious being near enough naked in this vulnerable position, mark was clearly enjoying what he was looking at and she began to feel a bit embarrassed by the situation.
Emma looked amazing, her stomach was flat with a slight outline of her abs as her body stretched, her breasts were still beautifully shaped, despite the position she was in, she was clearly uncomfortable and nervous but that just added to how sexy she looked.
Mark had something in his hand, it was black, some sort of material, only small, Mark moved behind Emma, reaching over her head he slipped a blindfold over Emma’s eyes,
instantly Emma was plunged into darkness, she could see nothing she tried to move her head of see if she could see around the edge of the blindfold but nothing, she was breathing heavily now, if she thought she was vulnerable tied to the ceiling now she was blind it was even worse. Calm down she told herself, breathe.
Mark could see Emma turning her head sharply left and right, up and down to try and see out until she realised she wasnt going to see anything. Stepping behind emma again he put his hands on her hips
’open your legs’
Emmas legs opened a step and she stumbled slightly as she regained her balance. Tucking his fingers around the top of Emmas panties he slowley pulled them down to the floor
‘Step out of them’
Emmas legs opened lifted one leg and then the other. Kneeling Mark removed her high heals and fastened a third cuff to Emma’s right ankle and then the last one to her left ankle.
Stepping over to the wall Mark picked up a steel spreader bar and extended it, short enough that emma could keep her balance but wide enough hat once applied, even if she tried to pull her knees together she would not be able to cover her pussy.
Kneeling behind her again Mark clipped one end of the bar or Emma’s left ankle and the other end to her right. Again she had to regain her balance but once she had she was ready, legs wide apart, hands restrained in the air above her head and blindfolded so she would have no idea what was coming next
If emma thought she was vulnerable tied to the ceiling and blindfolded then this was in a new other league of vulnerability. Her legs were wide open with no way for her to close them, she was naked apart form stockings and suspender belt, her body was at the mercy of a man she barely knew, she was blindfolded and had no idea what was going to happen next.
Not for the first time in the past week or so her heart was thumping so fast she thought she was going to have a heart attack.
The choice was an easy one for Mark as he reached for the long leather riding crop with the leather keeper on the end and unhooded it form the wall.
Walking over to Emma he was still taken aback by how sexy she was, her pussy was now fully exposed with her legs wide open, lovely and smooth, he could see why Kate had enjoyed eating Emma s pussy so much.
Slowly walking round emma, crop in hand Mark wondered where to start
She could hear him circling her, his shoes were making a feint noise on the wooden floor but she couldn’t work out where exactly he was, she tried turning her head to work it out but it was no use.
She then felt something against her pussy, she instinctively flinched but it want painful, it was just unexpected, it was smooth, it was being held against her pussy and slowly being moved along her opening, over her clit, oh shit that felt good, It was then taken off and the same again, it felt like a small peice of hard material, maybe leather, it flexed a bit as it moved and almost flicked as it left her clit. She was still trying to work out what it was as it left her clit for the fourth time and then stopped, all she could feel now was the air against her now soaking wet pussy, she could feel her clit was exposed and engorged from the stiimulation, was that it she thought.
Then a sudden and intense pain shot through her pussy and up her body, she screamed, what the fuck was that, she began twisting, she tried to close her legs but the spreader bar was stopping her, she tried to bend and somehow protect her pussy but the restraints above her head stopped her.
It then touched her gently again, she flinched, and the same stroking feeling, what ever it was being brushed across her pussy again, the pain had died away and the pleasure was back, she tired to push her hips forward or get more friction against the object but it didn’t work, it just seemed to flex frustrating her efforts.
It got to the forth stroke and again it was moved away, shit this was when the pain came last time emma realised, she started twisting as if she could avoid whatever was coming……. But there was nothing, she slowed down her movement and her breathing. Her right nipple then exploded with pain, she screamed out again, twisting and writhing as the pain surged through her, it felt like her nipple had been ripped off, what if it had, shit, shit she thought, this is too much.
Mark was enjoying himself, the leather tip of the riding crop was shiny with the wetness form Emmas pussy as he had stroked her with it, the strike he delivered was square between her legs, not particularly powerful but the pain and shock had its desired effect. Emmas rock hard nipples were too difficult to resist, again it wasn’t a hard strike but she had clearly felt it
With emma still twisting and turning trying work out if another blow was coming and where it would come from Mark returned the crop to the wall, paddle now he thought , but before that………
He was behind her now, emma could feel he was close, if he’s that close he cant hit me with anything she thought and relaxed slightly. She felt him reach round in front of her he began firmly massaging her breasts, cupping them with his big hands, squeezing and stroking them, moving his fingers across her nipples, then taking her nipples between two fingers and gently pulling them forward stretching her breasts away from her body , she tried to shuffle forward to ease the discomfort but could only move a tiny bit, he eased off but continued playing and teasing her nipples, she didn’t think they could get at harder but if anything they became more sensitive and each touch sent sharp tingles through her breasts, not pain really but it was intense, it was uncomfortable but it was arousing at the same time.
Emmas nipples were ready mark decided, they were sticking out from her pert breasts like rock hard bullets.
He reached for the first clamp firmly pinched her areola on her right breast between his forefinger and thumb before quickly applying the first clamp to her nipple. The result was instantaneous, she began twisting and turning trying to shake it off, but no scream this time, maybe a few grunts and some heavy breathing as she worked through the pain but no scream.
Mark watched as Emmas settled down, her chest was still heaving taking deep breathes but she was still, she knew what was coming next and she was waiting for it.
Mark smiled, he reached for Emmas left breast, again pinching the areola to push the nipple out ready to receive the clamp, a slight flinch but she wasn’t pulling away, deep breaths still, he held her like that for a moment.
The first clamp he had put on quickly so she could get it over with but he wanted her to enjoy this one. Holding her areola firmly Mark applied the clamp, it closed tightly pinching her nipple. Mark release his grip.
More deep breathes but controlled now, no thrashing around, her head was down as if she was concentrating on something as she continued to breath deeply.
She knew they were nipple clamps, she hadn’t seen them when she was looking round earlier, they must have been in a drawer or something but as soon as the first one went on she knew exactly what it was.
The pain from the first clamp was almost unbearable, her nipple felt like it was on fire, she instantly went hot and sweaty but she also got used to it just as quickly, it was still painful but wasn’t too bad, and she got strangely aroused as she moved and the weight of the clamp pulled on her nipple.
When he took hold of her second nipple she knew exactly what was coming and steeled herself for the pain, deep breaths she told herself, breath through it. She gritted her teeth as he squeezed her breast, but then nothing, what was he doing, she then felt it, the same red hot pain shooting through her nipple but she was ready for it now and the initial pain seemed to subside quicker….. just keep breathing she told herself.
Emma felt his hand gently lifting her head from under her chin, she realised her head had been down but Mark was lifting it now. She felt his lips gently press against hers, the feel of his stubble on her lip as he began kissing her, she opened he mouth, reaching out with her tongue, the kiss was tender, almost like a reward. Mark pulled away and whispered
‘Your doing really well’
That same sense of pride that she had felt the first time they met filled emma again, she had pleased Mark and that made everything so far worth it and she wanted to continue to please him.
Mark pulled the spreader bar backwards, only about a foot but it meant emma was leaning forwards now, feet no longer in line with her cuffed wrists. The extra distance meant she was now on her tip toes trying too keep her balance, mark stood up and put his foot on the spreader bar holding it in place.
Emma was struggling to balance herself, she was having to tense her whole body and balance on her tip toes while taking her weight on her arms.
From where he was stood Mark could see her firm ass was tensed and the muscles were rock hard, perfect he thought to himself.
He already had the paddle in his hand, a large leather flexible paddle, it was time to step it up, he slapped the paddle hard against her right ass check, she squeezed but hardly moved, not through choice she just had no room for movement in this position, now her left cheek, and then repeated relentless strikes left the then right, left then right, her rack hard ass hardly moved with each strikes, she was writhing under the onslaught but could still hardly move
Mark could see her ass was getting red now, nothing that wouldn’t pass but she would have a reminder of the punishment she took every time she tried to sit down for the next few hours
Emma was starting to struggle, the strain of trying to hold this position was getting too much, the blows on her ass we’re relentless, there was no stopping and stating or teasing it was blow after blow, her ass was on fire, each strike seemed to get progressively worse as he repeatedly hit the same spot time after time.
Her arms and shoulders were burning from the strain of holding her body weight in this position, her stomach muscles were tense trying to maintain her balance and it was only a matter of time until her feet started to cramp
The blows continued, when would he stop, she started thinking about her safe words, should I , she thought, but remembering what mark said about carrying on a little longer
Then they suddenly stopped, the only sound was her panting and heavy breathing with the strain, then she felt her feet moving forward and she could stand upright again. The relief surged through her body as her muscles relaxed. Her ass was still on fire, it was sore but not painful she had survived, she hadn’t broken and used her safe word and as she regained her composure she felt something else, she was disappointed it had finished.
She couldn’t understand it, it was awful when it was happening, or was it, now it had stopped she wanted Mark to do it again, she wanted the adrenaline from the pain to surge through her body again, while her ass was being beaten by Mark nothing else mattered, the focus was pure and intense, she was thinking about nothing else other than what was happening to her there and then in that moment
She heard it before she felt it, the buzzing, what’s that she thought, the it hit her, directly against her clit, a powerful vibrating directly against one of the most sensible parts of her body.
If it wasn’t for the restraints she would have lept through her ceiling when the vibrations hit her clit. Emma tried to close her legs but the fucking spreader bar wouldn’t let her, every direction she moved he followed her and held it in place. She knew what it was, it was a wand, a powerful one, she had one at home but had never used it like this, there was no teasing or gentle build up, this was full on, straight from the start, she was going to be forced to an orgasm whether she liked it or not.
She wanted to cum, she actually needed to cum, she hadn’t realised how turned on with the different assaults on her body but this was something else, it was brutal, but she was already close, she had tears in her eyes as her body began to tense, she pulled against the restraints, she was nearly there, the wand stayed in place, she was trying to grind against it now, she needed more, she was panting, groaning, telling Mark ‘yes,yes, more please more’
The orgasm crashed through emma like a sledge hammer, it wasn’t gentle, it hit her full force, and her body spasmed with ecstasy but as it did so she felt a searing pain in her nipples, she had almost forgotten the nipple clamps were there, but mark hadn’t, he was now taking them off, as the pressure was released and the blood rushed back to her nipples and they started to return to their normal shame the pain was something else, but was it pain or was it adding to her orgasm, she had no idea and she didn’t care
Exhausted emma was now slumped in her restraints, energy spent orgasm subsiding.
mark unclipped her from the spreader bar and then put his arm round her and lifted her slightly and unclipped her wrists and her arms dropped. As he held her up he could feel her heavy deep breathing while she tried to catch her breath, she was hot and sweating.
He took a few steps with her and laid her on the bed and leaned over and took her blind fold off, her eyes were closed, her make up was smeared by the blindfold and the sweat but she still looked good
Emma knew she had been untied and was now on the bed and was gradually composing herself, the blindfold was off but she still had her eyes closed for some reason.
Emma opened her eyes, she was staring at the ceiling, there was a mirror there, something else she hadn’t noticed, the person she saw in the mirror looked like a stranger, lay there in nothing but stockings and suspenders, nipples sore to the touch and an ass that was burning, make up a mess, but it was her and she didn’t want to be anywhere else in that moment
Sitting up Emma’s could see Mark stood at the end of the bed looking at her, without a word her began taking his t-shirt off which he dropped next to him,
Looking Emma in the eye Mark then began unbuttoning his trousers………
Will be continued but was getting a bit long for one part
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