She brushed up against her uncle making sure to rub her perky tits along his chest adding more fuel to the already raging fire. “But how can we comp...re to beautiful Aunt Debbie? She is a mature woman who obviously knows her way around the bedroom. I don’t think we can compete with her.”“You’re going to have to continually tell us that we’re better than Aunt Debbie, or else our feelings might get hurt. And you know what happens if our feelings get hurt, right slave boy?” Stephanie threatened as. He laughed.He assured me he was going to take me to the darkest corners of my mind time and time again in conversation. Promised he would fulfill my every fantasy. In return I'd told him I would do anything to fulfill his. Anything. Here I lay, tied tightly to a black bedframe in lace panties, with my eyes blinded by a red satin blindfold. Jesus. The fear finally took over or what I recognized as fear. But the moment he kissed me, softly, and told me he loved me, the fear subsided into. We are not actually a couple, in case you were wondering, I noticed that you are new here and wanted to welcome you," I introduced us."Hi, my name is Jose and this is my lovely slave Debbie. We are new to town. We just moved here from Tennessee about 3 weeks ago. I just happened to hear about this BDSM dungeon from an adult toy store about 30 minutes east of here," Jose replied."That wouldn't happen to be the one by Mike's café, would it?" Mike asked."Yes, it is," answered Debbie."Mike here. A little bondage slut." With her free hand, she felt up my crotch. "And a horny one at that." My whole body writhed at her touch. I pushed the ball gag out with my tongue and tried to tell her I was ready to be untied. "You're mumbling through your ball gag again, here let me fix it." she said putting her drink on a work bench. I bent my head down so she could reach the buckle. She freed the loose end, then pulled it tighter in the roll buckle and reset the strap. The bitch actually tightened.