..we haven’t finished yetThe next thing was a humbler, he pulled my balls through my legs and placed them between the bars and secured them, after t...at was a speculum, he lubed it, and me up, then slid it inside my hole and began to open my hole wideFeeling like some sort of tied a****l that was about to be fucked up he came to the side and said right, that’s you in your place, how are you feeling? I couldn’t speak just grunt, but to be honest I was very turned on by this, every time I tried to. According to the program, his name isn’t Prince Charming, it’s—’ ‘Paul.’ ‘Yes, Paul Wilson. He certainly is a hunk. You’ll have to introduce him to me.’ ‘He hasn’t been introduced to me yet. And he’s married and has a passel of kids. This is just window shopping and ‘was dumped’ wishful thinking, Susan.’ ‘And he’s one fine example of window dressing. I say go for him, married or not.’ ‘Please just stop, Susan. There’s nothing in it.’ ‘Uh huh, right,’ Susan said. That little, irritating laugh. The box that the cage had arrived in was on the bedroom floor juts outside the doorway. I could see the return address, it had been sent by Charles.---Kristy gave me directions as we drove to Charles' house. He didn't live too far away from us, though was located in a much nicer neighborhood than ours. We pulled up to his house and Kristy led me up to the door, her anticipation was evident. I was feeling a bit nervous myself.Charles answered the door with a smile at Kristy. "Hello," he said,. She heard him having a shower. Please, just go, she thought. She heard him getting dressed. But he didn't go to the door, he came back and knelt next to her. She kept her eyes shut. He wiped her face with a damp flannel. She winced when he accidentally touched her broken nose. 'Sorry' I didn't mean to hurt you, but you do look a bit of a mess.'She felt like asking whose fault that was, but kept silent. He put his hands beneath her arms and pulled her up into a sitting position.