The first thing that made me alert was that I had to hold her by the arms all the way down the stairs for her not to fall down. Actually I was hoping ...o be pretty quick taking our Cobra home in order to get back in the restaurant and continue partying. I was floating in my dreams thinking how funny it would be and that I would probably talk Erika into getting laid with me when I felt Ms Warren’s head on my shoulder. I got scared at first but then I realized she was simply sleeping.I woke her up. I was still confused. She gave me juice and she sat on my lap. Her hot breath made my tool rock solid.She whispered in my ears, “Show me what you got ?” I saw her cleavage in blue saree and black blouse. I started to place my hand on her hot hips. She closed her eyes and she was damn hot. I got some courage squeezed her hips with both my hands.She got mad and pulled me towards her with my hair. She again whispered in my ear, “Impress me, dear. Eat me. Make me cry in pleasure, ” and she kissed. So why I had I tried? Boredom I suppose. It was a miserable day outsideand I'd spent my "allowance" for the week, so I'd been pottering aroundthe house aimlessly until I saw the IKEA box propped up against thebedroom wall. Now pieces of wood were strewn around my feet and I'd growntired of trying to make sense of the instruction booklet. Who writesthose things anyway?Realising that I only had fifteen minutes before Fran got back from thehairdresser's I decided to stuff as much of the pieces. “Please, just not too tight…” My voice was silenced as he showed me the gag. “Be quiet and remember you belong to me now. Can you behave or do I need to use this? If you can follow the rules, I will not use this. If you can be good, not fight me and stay quiet, I will not use the gag. That is your choice.” I nodded my acknowledgement of his rules. “I will try to be good,” I answered, with a grin. “Then we will both enjoy this,” he said, as he caressed my cheek. I relaxed, allowed him to.