Smiling he steps into the room, letting the door swing silently closed behind him, elegant movements enhanced rather than hidden by the sway of the lo...se Chinese silk coat. Leather jeans cling to his thighs, comfortably tight.His beta gets up, smiling and takes a bundle of leather and steel and hands it too him with instructions. He sighs and casts the bundle aside. With a snap of his fingers she is bound tight with silk strands to the floor. The younger boy gives him another instruction and he. But I just can’t do that.” “What?” She asked in disbelief, looking him straight in the face. “Barb, you’ve made a wreck of these guys. Just look at Tim.” Barb turned her head and saw Tim standing there, fingers tapping nervously on his pool cue and a hard-on that just wouldn’t quit. “Sweetheart, he’s been sporting wood since before you were completely naked, and that was over an hour ago. He’s one of our oldest friends and I wouldn’t feel right leaving him on the couch with that hard-on. Then I went back inside for another Chianti and Tracey came back and puther slip back on and we both had another glass and she gave me one of hercigarettes.Then as I stood up to go back inside Tracey stepped behind me and said"Your turn!" as she started to unzip me and fondle me.I found myself in a bra, panties and my pantyhose had turned into fishnetstockings and suspenders as Tracey shot pictures of me standing where shehad been with a wine glass in my right hand and a cigarette in my. But Sona insisted on listening. Mustering as much courage as possible, he told Sona he had a dream.A mysterious being told him that his misfortunes would increase if he does not listen to it in the dream. His wife would increase his woes. His already troubled finance would be jeopardized all the more, and he would be forced to commit suicide. He knew that only this would work if anything would work at all.When Sona asked what remedy did it suggest Suraj again became mute. He told Sona it.