There was a hole for my dick. There was a paded board in middle to keep my legs apart. It has seven belts, two were for my ankles, two went behind o... my knees, one went right below of my ass, one went across of my lower back and one went across of my upper back. He belted all of them tight and closed the door and then locked it. He asked me if I was comfortable? I said yes. In front were a pair of handcuffs attached the stander. He went around the front after he spanked my ass and placed. “You didn’t put me through the whole routine, Mark.” She didn’t whisper but her voice was subdued. “Tomorrow, I want you to do the real thing. I don’t want to be surprised and made a fool of myself in front of people if something unexpected happens.” Mom pulled my head against her hip and rubbed the side of my face with her soft, warm hand.“Are you sure, Mom? It can be a little intrusive.”“So it isn’t just nothing, then?” Her laugh was soft and gentle.“Not quite,” I answered honestly.“Well, I. I smiled at Andy and he smiled back. Jo's skirt had ridden up slighlty and the sight of her naked thighs with her boots and her hand stroking Andy's cock had given me a raging hard on. “It's time we headed home,” I said. Both Jo and Andy looked crestfallen. “Can't you stay for one more drink. I'm buying,” Andy pleaded. “You misunderstood me Andy. I meant it's time we're all heading home!” Jo looked startled but a hugh grin spread across Andy's face. I looked at Jo and said, “Well. Are we going. It was modernistic apartment in the thirty third floor of a luxury apartment house in the wealthy East Side. It was decorated with animal skin rugs and hunting trophies, as safaris was one of the hobbies of the homeowner.There was the usual selection of liquor and grass and some other aphrodisiacs. As usual we got to the party early even though we tried to arrive later but it never seemed to work out that way; one by one the other guests drifted in, they were an attractive lot, most of them in.