What was the use? Evenshould he actually reach his captor, Tristan knew he was in no conditionto attempt an escape. He likely wouldn't get ten feet....he mysterious spell taunted him, day by day. For the first few days,he half expected to burst into flames, or be transformed into a toad.Soon, though, those thoughts faded in favor of more complex, sinisterthoughts. After all, Tristan had little else to occupy his mind.A month passed, and Tristan continued to lose weight. Lack of food. The tedium of the day has drained me, I long to be home. To relax and unwind. To forget the rigors of the day. As I pull into the driveway, I notice the house is dark. I enter quietly and the first thing that I notice is the silence. I put my briefcase down and begin to go upstairs. As my eyes adjust to the darkness. I notice a faint light flickering down the hall. I slowly walk down the hall and gently push open the bedroom door. I notice a single candle burning, wax gently dripping down. “Yes, but after I have watched. I so want to see that wonderful cock of yours in action. I can’t when it is in me!”Tom laughed! “I guess I’ll have to someday. Shouldn’t be too hard. She looks very fuckable.”“Gemma says the same of you!” I responded.We then role-played the scene ending up in a mutually satisfying cam masturbation session. Watching Tom’s cock spurt was becoming addictive although I still missed the real thing!A few days later, after another role-play of a threesome with Gemma,. She gave him a couple minutes to calm down and then asked him in a seductive voice, “Have you ever seen a real pussy, Darren?” Before he could answer, she swept the robe away from her body and spread her legs wide. Darren’s eyes opened wide as he stared at the dark hairy patch between Emily’s legs. “Wow,” he said with a whisper. Emily shifted her weight, sliding down on her back and getting her legs close to him. Her head rested on the arm of the sofa and she encouraged him to proceed. .