It was a sturdy steel chair, and the cuffs that held his wrists were steel as well. There was a wide leather belt over his chest. His ankles were link...d to the chair's legs with steel cuffs as well.He still looked groggy from the blow when Fink and the guard entered. Fink walked over to the tied man. He lifted his chin with a finger."Welcome to BimboTech Inc," he said cheerfully. "I hope you appreciate our hospitality."Xander groaned."So you were with the dreaded vampire slayer?" Fink. He rubbed all along my rib cage and right up to the underwire of my bra. My nipples hardened and showed through the front of the bra and thin tshirt that I had on. I stared at his cock. Just watching how he stroked it and listening to his breathing quicken. Mmmmm… My soft moaning encouraged him, emboldened him. He moved back outside my shirt, but cupped my breast in his hand. Then he reached down the front of my shirt and grabbed for the erect nipple. He pinched it. I gasped and bit my lower. This evening would be easy as pie.While entering the café, queen Anne saw him (or her) at once. She was paralyzed for a moment. That person standing over there was the most beautiful human being she had ever seen in her whole life. She couldn’t tell if it was a man or a woman, she was enraptured by this androgynous, outworldly beauty. Marsha had to give her a push towards their table. Queen Anne sat down, still looking over there. This man - she decided it had to be a man, otherwise her hopes. And as I realized so did knowing someone was looking at me. My comfort level grew to where I would with no shame watch porn in the same room with him, feeling comfortable to stroke my stiff prick. One afternoon I remember vividly. I was on the couch, naked with a porn in. He brought me a can of beer and sat in his chair. As I was sipping the beer and stroking my cock, I realized that I had stopped watching the movie. My eyes as they were alot recetnly were fixated on my uncle, sitting.