She was embarrassed to be a virgin at her age, but she had taken many years of college very seriously, probably too seriously. Boyfriends had not been...part of the plan.She had never had the real thing inside her. She knew she should be outraged, but it also seemed to be a perfectly natural question for some reason. The answer seemed to be burning on her tongue. Saying it suddenly seemed the only way to quench its heat. ‘Yes,’ she squeaked. She could not see Charlie or Martin to gauge their. That was ticklish as heck and it made me jump a little everytime he did it, turning around and swatting at his big head. The other one, Barley, was the most calm of the three, just laying down and watching me with his long pink tongue hanging out of his mouth. It looked like he was smiling at me and it was so cute! They were all cute."Bandy! Come on! Stop, you big dummy!" I laughed as Bandy got his tongue down across my slit, teasing me with it like it was damp rough sandpaper. It felt kind. Though with the way the ropes were touching her, she could definitely feel stimulation...She looked down at the card. The words had changed.HAVE A NICE DAY AT SCHOOLThat son of a bitch."Good morning, Helena. Oh ... wow, are you ok?"Helena had arrived at the usual spot where she ate with her friends, and they immediately noticed how flushed her face was. It had taken a lot of courage to leave her room. Her clothes didn't show the invisible ropes on her body, confirming for her that it was really. ...................................The feet moved, the visitor standing up, walking silently over to me,I was trying to swallow, my throat so dry, lips feeling somehowswollen, I tried to speak, to beg to be freed, inside my head I waspleading to be released, but I could hardly manage a croak.The robot voice buzzed again, "Your throat is so dry isn't it slut,you're gasping for a drink now aren't you? but don't worry baby, I'mgoing to take you for a drink."The visitor reached down, a hand.