One girl asked if I ever tried a prostate massage. I acted like I didn’t knew what it was and we discovered it together.She started slowly with lots...of hot oil, she massaged my clitty, but it didn’t went hard because I’m a sissy slut. Then she moved a finger in my boipussy, she really took her time, she kept stroking my clitty, but I removed her hand and asked her, almost begged her to only caress me and focus on my little hole. She asked if she could add another finger, my voice almost flipped. His is wrapped around his waste I pull it off and his hard errection bounces out I slide to my knees Slide my lips over it He pulls away Not now he mumbles Then he grabs his tie The Next thing I know My wrists are bound and I’m tied to the bed with his silky blue tie I can’t wriggle freeAlthough it feels Silky and smooth Hay what are you doing ? I want to paint you Wtf No you can’t I’m naked He takes a large pint brush dips it in wine I can do anything your tied up Hay that’s mean he slides his. Let’s just say I was a bad guy, not an evil guy, just a bad guy. I didn’t start out that way mind you, I guess nobody does. You know how this story goes, smart kid born into a poor family, limited opportunities and lack of supervision. My mom wasn’t to blame for any of it, she was a hard worker that had to pick up the slack when my piece of shit father decided that shooting up was more important then taking care of his family. Mom was always working to put food on the table and I was left to my. Man, we really are the worst.In time, our spaceship arrived at the site of the distress signal. It was coming from what looked like a research station: an artificially-built satellite about the size of a small complex. They were far from civilization, housed up to ten people max, and were generally pretty loaded. In other words, the perfect prey for the two of us.I turned to Nate."So, the usual plan?" Lure them into a false sense of security, stun all of them, take everything that's not bolted.