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| to spend the evening at someone's apartment in town, or what. Were you even going to show up again bfore my ride for home left next afternoon? When you did show up a wave of relief rolled over me. After a nice dinner with your friends, and stopping off at the rooms for our costumes, a quicky hand job for you, and nothing for me, we headed off to the costume party. The costume party was, indeed, fun, except that whenever you thought I was enjoying a chain-mail bikini a bit too much, (which in my desparately horny state I was much inclined to do), you'd lean over and whisper "I wonder what she'd say if Akane Kanazawa (more pictures) knew you had my lock on your balls", which would quiet me After it ended, you decided we would go party hopping. I just wanted to go back to the room and fuck, but what I wanted didn't seem real important. In an isolated stairwell, you said "You can beg to have the lock off now." I did so. I kneeled. I groveled. I kissed your feet. I kissed your crotch. I groveled some more. You said "No". I begged some more. "Your permission to beg is removed," you snapped. Seeing how I cringed, you smiled gently at me, not playing the harsh mistress anymore. "Don't worry, I'm not really mad. You're doing just what I want you to do." You reached down and stroked my face. "Let's head off to the parties." Finally you got bored with party hopping, and we went back to the room. The door closed. "Kneel." I did. After I did a lot more begging, some of it naked, you said, "I'm going to release you soon. Now I could go through all kinds of shenanigans tying you up and blindfolding you so you can't see where I put the lock and key, or you can just promise to keep your eyes closed and not move until I say you're "I want to make sure I can do this to you again, and I don't want you seeing how the key works. That might help you figure out how to pick this. And I don't want you stealing the lock and throwing it away." "Okay, I promise." I knelt there, eyes closed, hands behind my back, dick sticking strait out. I felt you working at my balls, and the lock came off. "Aaaaaaah", I sighed in relief. I knelt the same way for a while, while I listened to you fumbling around in your stuff. I heard you come stand in front of me, felt you stroking my neck softly, smelled your heat. I shivered, but otherwise remained immobile, getting incredibly hard. I sprang up, grabbed you and threw you to the bed, and right away we were fucking like crazed weasels. Before long we were drained and exhausted by an incredible blast of ecstasy, and starting to doze off again. I had %s felt a full release of a sort I never really get while enslaved; it was a very full day's worth of crazed weasel energy you got. "Do you promise not to put that on me again if I fall asleep next to you?" "Ohhh no." Grin. "No promises. I won't do it real often, but anytime you sleep with me you take a chance I may decide to do this again. Are you I looked back on our weekend. I hadn't come that often in twenty four hours since I was a teenager. And the last one was incredible. You had %s made it And I thought about doing a preemptive strike with a pair of handcuffs. You know what happened to me the other night? I went out drinking with Jill, a friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know. We sat around drinking and talking for a long time. I don't drink much, and after a while I was really, really drunk and feeling funny. I suspect that there was something potent other than alcohol in that drink. I asked Jill to take me home, but Akane Kanazawa (more pictures) asked me to wait. In a few minutes I realized that I couldn't move a muscle, not even to open my eyes. Jill looked at me and said, "Oh, shit! Karen's passed out cold. Well, I've got to take Akane Kanazawa home. Help me get her to the car." Jill wasn't exactly sober herself. Akane Kanazawa (with feature gallery) wasn't far from joining me collapsed in a chair. I was hoping Akane Kanazawa (more pictures) wouldn't try to drive, but I didn't want to stay here. Finally one of the guys suggested that they drive us home. One guy would take Jill's car and take Akane Kanazawa home. The other guy would take me home in his van, then drive over to pick up his friend. Had Jill not been drunk, she wouldn't take these strangers up on their offer, but not wanting to wake up her brother to come get us, Akane Kanazawa (more pictures) agreed. I didn't like this idea, but I had no way One of the guys picked me up in his arms and walked out carrying me. He put me in the back of his van, and we drove off. After he had %s driven for about twenty minutes, he tried to wake me up. After about five minutes he gave up trying. He drove for about ten minutes more, and I knew I was in trouble. He turned off his engine, and it was real quiet. No city noises, just crickets chirping. We were out in the middle of ...(to be continued) |
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