There was more masturbation when I got home, Parker fueling the inevitable explosion. “Man,” I thought to myself, “this girl is something else...” Even more worthless at work than the day before, Parker occupied my thoughts all day. The potential for tonight to be completely out of control was obvious. I couldn’t wait! We went to an early movie, Parker back in tight jeans and equally tight top. With those tits any shirt was going to look tight, but it seemed she knew just the right. Finally we both relaxed, catching our breath, me lying on his shoulder. He drew me to him, hugging me. “That was wonderful, Nicki. Absolutely wonderful.” He slipped a hand between my legs, then drew it up for me to see. There, sure enough, was the mixture of our love juices blended with the red of my virginity blood. “It most certainly was,” I replied. The rest of the night we spent dozing and loving. He took me in all sorts of ways, from behind, me on top, side by side. I had no idea there. It had threatened to leave him bare all the way up and down the condo; he had refused to acknowledge or remedy the problem. Finally the tuck just failed. He stood naked before his bedroom window.Add exhibitionism to his list of perversions. Never once had he closed a blind, curtain or drape when naked or performing perverted sexual acts in the daytime, knowing from experience that spotting someone naked or performing deviant acts in their bedroom in daylight was a lost cause. He acquiesced to. I wore a black stretch cat suit with zipped up theback to a high collar. A posture collar was added and padlocked intoplace. A ball gag was added to this and also locked in place. Someknee length ballet boots were added and she asked me to lay spreadeagled on the spare bed. My hands were handcuffed to the bed withpadded bands of steel. My legs were spread and tied to the bed by nylonbelts that passed through adjustable ratchets that in turn passedthrough a metal hoop at the end of the.