I just smiled. "MOLLY!" He yelled. I laughed and handed him my clothes. He smiled and went down the hallway to the laundry room and put the clothes in...the dryer. I went into the living room and sat on the couch, he came in shortly after and sat next me. We talked and laughed all night. When the buzzer rang for the clothes, we ignored it and kept talking. He brought out cookies, cupcakes, and brownies and we stuffed our faces while flirting and laughing. I forgot about him as the immature boy. A few digitals of what ws supposed to be his cock and balls – adorned wih leather or rope - were sent to this one and that; analysis of his favorited onsite photos, videos, and erotic stories were shared back and forth with arousing details and fantasies. LIX seemed to be androgynously sensual and lusty as a satyr. Couples, singles, fetishists, and creative switchy anything-goes novelty lovers. So the rumors went. And grew.And reached into the data stream of Jahn and Gin. It wasn't, they. My handcuff around one of his wrist. His hands feeling my tits. I stood and had my drink in my boots and panty with the dress wide open in front. He took me to his bedroom as he made my dress fall to the ground. I walked topless, in my panty, fishnet stocking and boots to his room, dragging him by one handcuff as he followed watching me semi nude lead him. Once in his room, I found a place to tie his hand to the post. He stood there. I walked to him. Kissed him. Asked him if he had been a bad. Mujhe darr tha ki khi jyoti ko pta na chal jaaye.Jyoti bhi rohan se aksar baaten krti lekin itna jyada nhi jitna sudha.Aise hi hmaari khub maje men zindgi kat rhi thi.Lekin phir wohi hua jiska mujhe darr tha.Ab hamare life men tragedy shuru ho chuki thi.Ek din raat ko baat krte-2 sudha ne mujhe propose kr diya.Halanki hum aksar baaten krte-2 luv u bolte the,par is tyme woh serious thi.Woh mere liye possessive hote ja rhi thi aur mere saath rhne ki baat bol rhi thi.Maine use samjhane ki koshish.