Alan put a small blind fold on me and took me by the hand down to our dinning room. He placed me on my hands and knees on the table. My legs were tied...each to a leg and my hands to the other legs. There I was blind folded, tied up and my sopping wet pussy and ass were on display.Alan then went into another room and I heard him talking, I later found out he was on his mobile phone. A few minutes later the front door was opened then closed. I could hear footsteps coming into the room. Alan came. She gingerly rolled onto her stomach, then looked sideways and up at her companion. The expression she caught there fleetingly, before he could adjust it, surprised her considerably. There was a fierce possessiveness in that look. It immediately threw her mentally back into that place she had reached yesterday when her body had told her to declare him her Master. As he changed his look into a warm smile, she returned it with one of her own. ‘Good morning … Master?’ Terence felt a warm glow. And the last thing a woman wantedto do was mess with a lubricant right before sex. Most women were sohorny they would screw anything that moved. Prelude contained a generousportion of a natural lubricant and a small dose of a sedative. Thenatural heat of a boy's anal cavity would melt the coating of thecapsule, and the resulting stream of lubrication would allow a boy toaccommodate even the largest dildo. And the sedative would allow a boyto relax, calming the natural fears that men have prior. He was tall, young, golden and had a glow about him. He had a dark tan, with sun bleached blonde shaggy hair. I think my mom would call it Farrah Fawcett hair. She was this actress back in the day. With each step his hair bounced. He was shirtless, showing off his smooth hairless body, his thin frame with ripped abs. He was bare foot wearing only a pair of thin white cotton board shorts. He wasn’t even wearing a belt. His shorts just clung to his hips.“Hey.” He spoke first, with an almost lazy.