The poor guy nearly choked on his drink.”I wanted to fuck her. She was talking like a slut, and it turned me on. She got off the bed and pushed the ...rmchair from the corner a little nearer. She sat in it.“Let me watch you play with yourself, while I tell you what happened when we got to his bedsit.”I began masturbating again very slowly. She watched me.“He only had a double bed and a window seat. I told him to sit on the bed, while I did a striptease. He had a huge bulge in his jeans by the. At Mistress's command someone reached into the cage. Samantha could feelher skirts being raised and a hand sliding up her nylon covered leg to hercrotch. A sudden squeeze and she felt her balls being compressed.Tighter and tighter they were crushed until she opened her mouth from thepain.The two wedges were quickly forced into place as far back as her jaw wouldallow. Her teeth fit into the grooves and held her mouth wide open. Thetwo leather straps were drawn behind her head where they. Mom had arranged for me to stay with my Gran. I remember the first day that I journeyed home to Gran's place, the snow was coming down so heavy that the bus eventually had to stop and we all had to get home as best we could. I walked the rest of the way, about 1 mile, and by the time I arrived there I was frozen and wet through. Gran suggested that I immediately go up and get into a bath to thaw out and get warm, and she would prepare something hot for me to drink. I agreed and went upstairs. There were a couple of my father's friends who kept inviting me back to chat more and give me more elongated hugs and congratulatory kisses on the cheek. I didn't mind and chalked it up to them just being excited for me.Fast forward several hours into the party and I had become increasingly intoxicated to the point that I was stumbling around and slurring a bit. One of my Dad's friends, Mike, caught me as I tripped and helped stand me back up. He found my father and told him he would bring me.