He then pulled my head up by the hair and stuffed my underwear into my mouth then put a ball gag in my mouth over it. I heard him rummage under his be... and he spoke ‘Wondering what I have, are you?’, he rubbed a large piece of wood against my ass and explained that I’d be receiving a punishment for masturbating without his permission. I quickly understood my situation and fought the restraints and made muffled cries against the gag.He laughed evilly then I heard him bring the paddle back and a. I held my glass with my right hand and put my left hand on her lower back. Then then kissed me on the cheek before quaffing half the glass. I laughed watching her gulp the Champagne. Our knees touching, our sides touching and she was stroking my lower back. She gave me a top up and we each commented on how we looked. She said I looked pretty. No one had ever called me pretty before! I thought this was all nice and was beaming. I touched her whilst we drunk Champagne. That bottle won't last. And I KNOW that shouldnt turn me on like it does&hellip,.but I dont think Ive ever been this wet&hellip,&hellip,.I think I would do just about anything at this point&hellip,&hellip, Fortunately for her, either these musings didnt cause that noticeable of a hesitation, or he was giving her a little pause to digest this scenario, for rather than showing impatience with her, he simply gave a slight tug on her leash. This is it&hellip,&hellip,she thought&hellip,I either DO this thing, or give up. .. ?" she queried."You know it... !" Curious enough to find out... for sure... Don?" Like groovy! Where?" My house," she said. "My parents have split!" She gave him her address, over near the college."I'm on my way " Bring some bread, Don!"He thought she was joking. "You putting me on?" No, man! I said to bring bread... and that's it! Otherwise no party!" She hung up on him."CHRIST!" He spat at the dead phone. The little bitch! God damned little whore! Christ... And I thought she was interested.