When the taxi pulls up, you see your old house and it looks much the same - you feel a twinge of nostalgia and anxiety, a strange mixture that makes y...u hesitate, but you press forward, tipping the driver and dragging your things to the door. Looks like there's no cars in the driveway, she probably isn't home. You try your old key, and it still works, thankfully.The house looks and smells just like you remembered, memories come flooding back. The time you sc****d your knee as a k** and your. "Sort of" I replied.I led her over to an area with what were essentially 7 doctors examination tables spaced 4-5 feet apart. I sat her down on the middle table."Where the hell are we?" she asked.In response, I quickly snapped her collar around her neck, pulled her down to the bed, and padlocked the d rings on the collar to the table."What the fuck?" she yelled.I quickly pulled each leg up into a stirrup and locked them in place at the knee and ankle. I then pulled her arms back behind her. I moved down to his shorts, pulling them down. His dick sprung free as his shorts as underwear hit the floor. I looked up into his wide eyes as I grabbed his cock putting my lips around the head of his dick. Timmy moaned loudly as I took his cock into my mouth. I licked up and down his shaft like it was an ice cream cone then sucked on the head of his cock. Timmy was really getting into it saying, “Oh god, I can’t believe this.” He kept saying that several times. His six inches was smaller. Then he leaned her back in the tub again, slowly working the massager down her legs, her muscles relaxing from the work of spending all day on her feet in her steep heels. Her master loved the way they made her legs look in a nice skirt. Even when he wasn't around, it made her feel good to wear them, reminding her of him every time a man turned to look at her.No matter how good the rest of the massage, the best was yet to come as he reached her feet, slowly lifting one leg and concentrating the.