However, when he finally gained his senses he became aware of certain changes to his body. His whole body was sore and he imagined that the grey haire... woman had given him over to the organisation he had been hiding from ever since they had killed his father. Fear suddenly gripped him as he thought about his wife and his son's safety, but as he began to wish that he had never celebrated his eighteenth all those years ago in the style his kidnapper had reminded him he had, a bright light. I had to fight so hard not to writhe, Sir, and to remain silent, while You immobilized me, though I know a few whimpers escaped from between my lips.And when all the knots were tied to Your satisfaction, and my arms and legs stretched almost painfully wide, leaving me completely exposed to Your gaze, You did the worst possible thing:Nothing.You stood at the foot of the bed, gazing down at me as if I were some kind of exhibit in a museum.At first I wanted to scream in frustration. I wanted. ” “Wait, what?” He’s gone before I can really question him. I wonder what he’s up to. When he returns he has fresh fruit. I can’t help but laugh, as the liquid chocolate spills over my rib cage, and down my sides. It tickles, and makes me squirm more. He climbs between my legs, and peels a banana. He dips it into the chocolate bowl, and hangs it over my face. The dripping hits my cheek and chin, before he lowers it enough for me to take into my mouth. I suck it clean, without even breaking. The theatre was empty. We sat holding hands. I could see he slowly spread his legs and touching mine.After 45 minutes, he kept pressing my hand tightly. He then put the hand rest up and put his hands around my shoulders and pulled me closer. Slowly, he kept his face near mine breathing heavily. All these were turning me on and I could feel my panties getting wet. He gave me a peck on my cheeks. And then kissed my ears. I gave a loud gasp. And he knew it was turning me on. He slowly went down my.