"Police! Open up!" You scramble to pull your pants up, flick off the sound on your laptop and almost stumble and fall to the door.Hesitantly, you open...your front door and find yourself facing two police officers. Female police officers at that. Glaring at you, one of the officers adress you. "Sir, we've gotten a lot of complaints of lewd noises disturbing the peace from this adress, mind if we come in and talk?"Stunned, you nod your head and step back slightly allowing the officers in. Stepping. You see, I love bondage but was afraid to tell Johnfearing he would think of me as some kind of freak. So feeling alone, as Ihad moved away from my close friends to take a job, I would practice self-bondageand it was during one of these episodes John had walked in and found me nakedand helplessly bound. Once my secret had been exposed, John confessed thathe to had a secret passion for bondage. With our secret revealed, our buddingrelationship blossomed and we never looked back, as it brought us. The next thing I heard was screaming. The first thing I felt was wet, and the only things I could taste, were salt, and metal. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the person sitting next to me [A student from another school] had a suitcase for a head. I almost vomited right then and there. I managed to keep my guts in, and unbuckled the weird plane seatbelt thing. That was when I noticed that the plane was rocking. I looked down and realised I was thigh deep in water. A red splotch dropped from. Eventually she pushed me away. After taking a deep gasp of breath and wiping tears from her eyes, she asked, "Where the fuck did you learn to do that?" "I don't know," I said. "I was experimenting. I guess it was a success." "No shit! I thought you were going to drive me to an orgasm. Fuck, that was hot." "Oh good. Let me try the other side. Maybe I can get you there." "Not so fast, Cranston. What did I tell you about making love to a woman with your mouth?" I gave her a blank look. "I said to.