My hobbies. My artwork. My fantasies. That's when things started all over again.Being single isn't for me. Not just for the social comfort. I'm not af...aid of being alone. I'm afraid of not having a man around for satisfaction. Here is my second problem. Sexual satisfaction. It all started when I was young. I was always introverted. My family just thought I was shy. At school I didn't join many clubs or have special interests. I didn't make friends easily and spent a lot of my youth watching. There are several outbuildings with a corral, some pasture and grazing in the feilds some miniature horses. it's a beautiful well cared for farm. you rather happily leave your blouse in the car with thoughts that maybe your rescuer is in need of rescue. with an arm around your waist he takes you close for a kiss and offers to show you the house. there no surprises await as you are quickly lead to the bedroom, with its strong masculine look and there he finds your nipples to pinch, nibble. I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak. I hung from my bonds, mywrists burning my buttocks throbbing with a dull ache and my torso a seaof fire."Are you ok?" Delores appeared beside me.I opened my eyes and saw that Anthony had been freed from his bonds andwas waiting patiently for her at the restraint table. His erection stoodout proudly from his toned body."I'm fine. Go tend to Anthony," I smiled grimly at her."Be careful Steven," Delores growled at my tormentor."She knows the. His fleeting touch made them tingle."You're feeling a lot better aren't you, mom? Not in pain anymore?" I'm fine now, Billy. You don't have to massage me anymore. I…." Shhh! After tonight…if you still want me to. Tonight's massage will be special. I promise you. Now roll over on your tummy for me."Billy sat down on the bed, his hip pressing lightly against mine. He usually started with my lower back but that night he started with my shoulders. He used a different lotion, one that made my skin.