You will have a very sore tongue before you are allowed to sleep tonight.” My cock bobbed rigidly as willingly took in the delicious scent from the...warm, moist satin camel-toe my nose was pressed against; the reality that I was now living a situation I had long fantasised over, had my cock pulsing and my arse tingling, the scent of the woman who obviously now owned me was enslavement in itself. My mind drifted back to before I’d been d**gged……I had noted how shapely she was, nearly always. Before long she’d nodded off, theinevitable result of the sex and the alcohol. The videowas still running but I wasn’t taking much notice. Ifelt my eyelids drooping; the combination that hadcaused Kelly’s somnolence was affecting me too. I glanced at the television and was surprised to seethat the porn star bore a striking resemblance to JimmyHill. Then I realised that I had dozed off, that thefilm had ended and that ‘Match of the Day’ was on thetelevision!. He reached down slowly, tracing his thumb over my clit clumsily. Even if his actions were nowhere near perfect, the feeling was still more than I could handle. I gasped and bucked against his body, having my third orgasm of the night. It was more than I knew possible and I just needed more. My fingernails clawed into his back, he didn't seem to register the pain, and I didn't really care either way."Fuck baby."His voice was a new level of deep, a completely different tone than I was used to. As. If I escape, you have to go home. If I can't escape then I'll give you a blow-job.' Paul swallowed nervously again upon saying the word blow-job. God, he had never given a blow-job to another person in his life. The man smiled again. Paul couldn't help but notice the man's erection had become rock hard. 'Sounds fun,' he finally said after a short pause. 'But, I didn't come all this way just for a blow-job. And if I'm going to take the time to play your game and tie you up, I want a little more.