As you are looking over my body, I get on all fours, grab the collar and leash that you having sitting on the floor next to the door and put it around...my neck. Next, I grab the collar for my cock and balls and put those on as well and attach the leash to both my neck and balls. From there, I sit on the floor waiting for your next instructions.You grab a blind fold and cover my eyes and order me to put it on. You tell me that you have a surprise for me and I must not be able to see or peak as. His glance was unmistakable. Then he kind of looked at my eyes, but kept on talking. He had this apologetic gaze about him, though.I pursed my lips. And I was doodling in my notebook. "Bad boy," I think I wrote. Very, very bad boy.**My non-major courses in college sucked. I was whizzing my advertising courses and business management classes, but things like History and Polysci were the death of me. I'd spend the entire time imagining elaborate ways to torture men or writing short stories about. But I do my men's cocks to be thick. I love the feeling ofbeing stretched. Ripped. Violated! I love when I'm lying there afterand I can feel the sweet man cream drooling out of my stretchedopening. I love when I "poop funny" the next time I have to go bigpotty.Of coursed, the cock is not the only thing I look for in a man.Especially now that I'm much more mature. But it's nice to tickle andplay with a thick prick, lick it until it's all drippy, then stick itinto your "special place."Steamy hot. I wish more guys were like you.” I kissed her for that.There were four guys in our group and Caitie got each of them in her twat at least once each day. She showed Matty how to do the sliders and they had fun with the legal teenagers too. I got to see some cellphone videos that my wife took.One sixteen-year-old got infatuated with Caitie. By now Alison was in on the slider fun so the three of them took him into the woods and got him going. Alison, remembering an incident from long ago, pissed.