I should be so lucky. Seconds later he came all over my face. I was splattered, my eyelids were sticking together and I could feel the cum stuck on my...cheeks. I was going to try to wipe it away but he grabbed my hands. He heaved me up, spun me round, pulled my hands behind me and handcuffed me and forced me back to my knees. I didn’t dare move. He grabbed a piece of chain from somewhere and clipped it to a hook in the ceiling and then the other end went on to my nipple chain. He was so slick. “I said I’d keep half an eye on you.” Uncle Ray sipped from the bottle of beer he’d been nursing in his hand, before leaning back in his chair, smiling. Amy placed both of her hands on the edge of the pool and paused for a moment, mustering the strength to exit the pool with as much grace as was humanly possible; she’d been swimming now for at least two hours and her skin was beginning to prune and her muscles were extremely tired. “Oh, okay … I guess. I hardly think I need keeping an eye on. She handed him a pair of the white lace trimmedladies nylon briefs and a package of support pantyhose. "Get dressedand pick out a nice pair of slacks and shirt. Make sure to hide anyunsightly bulges. I'll be looking over some paperwork in the kitchenwhen you're done. I hope you don't mind a working lunch?" she said asshe gathered the half full garbage bag, the empty box and left the room.When Tim finally entered the kitchen in his cargo pants, T-shirt, dressshirt jacket and walking shoes. She was the only one who knew of my bizarre fetish. If she stumbled into this room and saw this contraption, she would know instantly where I was.Hours passed. I heard the party noised subside.Maybe if the party ended, the owner of the house would be alone and would let me out. He would have to understand! His fetish had to be as bizarre as mine is for him to have built this thing, right?I tried to yell out, but with that pipe in my mouth, all I could make was a wispy, “Aaaaaaah…” sound.More.