Some were fetish-themed. We liked one in Bonn. That was where we met Gretta. She introduced us to Hal.”I asked Donna, “You have a safe word. How o...ten have you had to use it?”She laughed, “At first, it happened a lot until I relaxed realizing Hugh and anyone else would immediately stop.”I looked at Hal. “You are a Dom?”He smiled, “Of course.”“Gretta, how do you describe yourself?”“I am described as a switch. With Hal, I am submissive. With others I am in control.”“Do you ever just have regular. She bent towards her and whispered something. In reply the fat ass one just smiled and indicated downwards, towards my cock, which she was still caressing. The slim one looked down, and her eyes widened in scandalous amazement, but the next instant a wicked and sly smile crossed her lips, as she looked back at me. She immediately smiled at the fat one and the next moment i felt another hand on my crotch. It was the slim one now, feeling away. Much more confident now, i moved my hand away from. He was almost to the first horses, looking for that fat, little bay, when he heard a voice somewhere behind him."Hey! Where the hell do you think yer going?"Seth tried to run, but his legs would not obey him. He wobbled across the field."Stop that boy!" Wainder yelled as Seth stumbled, caught himself on his elbows and knees, rolled over and ran on toward the shade and the horses, who eyed him nervously and pawed the dirt behind a rope line."Halt!"Seth looked up, his bound hands held out before. " I definitely will. Again, thanks!"I hung up the phone, a little disappointed but happy nonetheless. Imissed two night's pay, but didn't have to pay for the hospital bill, soI hurried (read: limped) home to the shelter. I ate the crap they servedout due to the lack of funds, and then afterwards made my way to the pubto my gig.It didn't go well. My ribs were sore through the entire thing, and Icouldn't breathe well or hold notes. My range was off, and myperformance was too. No one booed, but no.