It was purely for her own self gratification, and nothing to do with pleasing a real or an imaginary Dom/me.Before starting any self bondage adventure... Linda would set up an email to Lisa and schedule it to be sent after a time that would allow her to complete her current adventure. The email simply read:"Subject: I'm Stuck!!I am stuck in self bondage and need your help to get me free. In return for your desperately needed assistance, I unconditionally agree to be your slave this weekend,. Anya didn't recognize them, but they both had invitations. The man was tall with a bushy mustache; the woman was attractive in a "renaissance" sort of way. The man wore a light sweater and looked rather pale, as if he wasn't very well.Shaking their heads in disbelief, they walked past Anya and Rita and into the Park. Anya saw them come out of the Locker Rooms a few minutes later. The man was now a fiery redhead with a stripper's body and seemed to be bursting with good health. The woman -. Why are you so silent?”“Mmm. I was just trying to picture you being bad enough at this to make my Mom laugh. She had a beautiful laugh.” I answered.He stopped and lifted my chin with two fingers so I was looking at him and said, “I can tell something else is on your mind. What’s going on?”“Are you doing anything sexual with Alice? I saw you two together at the cabin when the both of you were supposed to be cleaning the fish.” I cut to the point.He looked around and quietly said, “We’re not. I told him that she would eventually get back to normal. He listened and then he would talk and so on. Finally he felt better and said he needed to go. He stood up as if he was to leave, however my eyes didn’t move with him. When he stood, I could see the impression of his cock pressing against the thin material of his shorts. Once I realized what I was doing, I blushed and looked up. He was looking down at me smiling. I stood up quickly, but when I did our bodies bumped together and he caught.