"Yeah," I said sadly. "Usually, I have better control, but I barely lasted an hour before she made me lose control. And then I had to make her give me...a blow job to get hard again!" Shut the fuck up," Wendy said darkly. "I suppose you gave her a couple of orgasms as well." I really couldn't say," I managed with a straight face."Ha!" she pounced. "Typical guy who can't even tell when a woman cums!" Oh no, it wasn't that," I answered sincerely. "Just before I lost control, we were scissored. " I'm shortly going to remove your bonds, gags and blindfolds and youwill be free to do whatever you wish in the confines of these rooms.If you try to escape, which I warn you is impossible, you will gethurt. If you don't do what we tell you when we tell you, you will gethurt. If you make things hard for us we will make them very hard foryou. Enjoy your little luxuries." the man said gruffly."Ok you first blondie," The man flicked open his pocket knife and cutthrough the cable ties on. What if this is the only time we manage this?”“It’s like the engagement thing,” he said with a shrug. “We find a way to make it work. Our extracurricular activities are limited this year because we have so much work in our classes. That will free up a lot of evenings and weekends. Sure, I’ll have some games during those days in the fall – and a lot more during the spring – but we’re not all going to be running a hundred different ways like we were the last couple of years.”“But that comes back. Mandy was away, probably attending to business interests. I missed her because I wanted to ask her the questions that now haunted us: what next, and where, and how, and when? Notwithstanding the delights of the Recovery Compound we’d become edgy. I was sleeping badly for the first time since I’d left the hospital ward.For Helen and me the edginess was exacerbated by Olga Fyodorovna, who appeared more and more frequently. As far as I could tell she never spoke to an upgrade. She sometimes issued.