My legs are firmly secured in the stirrups, my chest is strapped down, my neck is immobilized, I have a ball gag in my mouth, and my ass is high enoug... for easy access. From the limited mobility I can see that I am in an examination room of some sorts. The walls are the ever so popular pink and black colors that Femco loves so much. The table looks to be in the center of the room and I can't see anything behind me. I'm almost positive that there is a shit ton of torture devices that they plan. Besides, we're videoing it as usual." Yeah, but you won't let me watch the vids," he complained."We will one day. We're just waiting for the right time. You'll see."Jeff swallowed and let a frown crease his brow for a moment. "They're really swollen. They ... heck, all of you have tried to prove something on our wedding nights. I don't see where pain proves anything..." Hush, Lover," she said, touching her lips to his. "I know exactly why they acted the way they did, because I felt the same way. Both hands are in your hair now, grasping your head very powerfully, pinning you in place by handles formed by your hair. I place the tip of my cock against your cheek, you feel the heat of it, you feel the droplet of precum on the tip dragging out a trail of wetness where it passes. The power of it against your skin makes you shiver. Your mouth opens automatically, naturally, yearning, wanting, desiring, needing to be used in this way. I pull your head back rather harshly and look into your. "Thanks! I just need to grab some stuff from my locker. Want me to meet you in the parking lot?" Okay, do you need a ride?"For some reason Katie and Julie found this hilarious."Not today," Julie winked. "I think I'll just follow your lead." I hope you can keep up," Katie teased cryptically as we headed off.Living on a farm did have its privileges I mused as Katie and I waited in my truck for Julie to arrive. When the farm's pickup finally died last year I convinced my parents to get a Ford F250.