I stripped down and got into the clothes she gave me. Black latex crotch less panties, a black latex dress , and a O-Ring gag (the type you can still ...lide things through). Stepping out of the bathroom J was sitting on the bed, next to her was a butt plug (the same as be for), a blindfold and a pair of black thigh high boots (I guess she knew my size). As I stood up after putting the boots on I glanced at the mirror, the outfit really tied together, the dress just short enough to show enough of. Now listen to me you walked about a mile after that fall. It doesn't look as though you did any damage except you oozed a lot of blood. Your clothes are ruined for sure," she said."Well they came from the army and navy discount store, so I don't really care all that much," I said."I have heard a lot about you. It all points to you being a bad ass bitch and hard to kill. So why not call someone to meet us at the High Mountain Clinic. They can clean you up and get you ready to leave. You are. Since I recently moved to a new place here in California, this new fascination has chiseled away at me. The thoughts and ideas of it have constantly beamed to the forefront of my mind. It wasn’t until recently that a friend pointed out in a conversation that I should explore this fascination and see what could become of it. Reluctantly I agreed with his idea in hopes I could quell the torturous thoughts that I’ve been entertaining. You see, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to sleep. I popped my head around the corner and all I could see was darkness.I followed the lurid moans and rhythmic, squishy, slapping noises trying not to trip over the junk on the floor. There was steam engine panting coming from the woman and the sound of thrashing.As I got closer I heard “Uh-uh-uh,” and then a whispered, “Sooooo gooood!! Sooooo gooood!! Ah Yesssss, fuck me!!! Don’t stop!!! I’M CUMMING!! And the woman gave a strangled “AAAggghhh!!!” At the same time, I heard her partner begin to.