“I’m sure your Mom has been busy boxing the compass since you flew the nest.”“Huh? Boxing the what? The compass?”“Boxing the compass. In t...e old days, pilots would line up their planes in the compass box, on the airfield, and take readings for directions. Now it means doing it everywhere and anywhere in the house. You know, the bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen, the porch, the dining room table. You know! Everywhere!”“I think she’s already had that covered.”“Yeah, but now she never has to. She bound his ankles to the table with firm binding straps."Let your arms hang down the sides of the table," she instructed. When he complied, she fastened binding straps around his wrists."Okay now, we're ready to begin."Catherine lubricated a gloved finger and inserted it past Jay's sphincter. She worked it all around inside him, and he wished that she would get it over with. She withdrew, put some more lubricant on, and applied it again.He waited as she prepared the enema. He heard water. I'll lock your car."I was stuffed into the back seat of the cruiser and he locked my car and brought the keys. I could feel his cum oozing from my ass and being absorbed in the cloth seats as he drove to the address I'd given him.Once there he helped me out and while still cuffed he slid his nightstick into my ass and used it to push me along the walk to Cindy's door. My girls had by now broken free of my tee completely so they managed to swing and dance in the moonlight as I was frog marched. " I shrugged my shoulders and stood there looking at her. "It's Renee" she said. Not even asking, I reached over and took the receiver out of her hand. "Hey, beautiful. I've really missed you. How are you?” A few minutes of small talk and I finally got my nerve up. "We have to meet somewhere," I stammered. She paused and told me that she couldn't right now and she would have to call me back. I was devastated. I thought "This is it. She shot me down. It's all over" I was heartbroken. I slowly.