Then she felt the coolness of silk covering her eyes, blocking outall sight. He lifted her roughly and she felt herself being led outside the doorsa...d down the hall. Soon she felt the coolness of cement under her bare feet, and knew shewas in his dungeon. From memory she knew her surroundings. She began totremble in anticipation. He guided her over to the corner of the room andplaced her hands in suspension cuffs, she loved the feeling of the softfleece encasing her wrists. Her legs. While I was jealous of her, I also couldnt help but notice how beautiful her body was. being raised Catholic, I knew these thoughts were wrong and that I should bury them. I mean they would go away eventually, right? when I say we were opposites, I mean in every sense of the word. I loved school and got good grades, whereas Andrea was more interested in life outside the classroom. by the time we made it to middle school she had been held back a grade already and before I started high school,. I can’t hold out much longer. Even now, I can feel to urge to fuck myself. Now I am lying on my back, reaching over to the night stand for my fuck toy, a long-neck beer bottle. I rub the long neck over the pre-cum on the pantyhouse, making it glisten,...I make believe the bottle is a long cock, covered in pre-cum as I lick and suck it. I can’t wait any longer, peeling down my pantyhouse to below my knees, my heart racing even faster.My legs are spread and slowly push the ‘cock’ into my. “Well ... I’m not sure what I do has an exact title, but like you it has much to do with preventing people’s problems from continuing.”“Sounds intriguing, does it pay well?”“It keeps the wolves at bay.” I agree.“Come on chap, you’ve got me interested, what is it you do.”I take a drink and receive my change before I answer him. “Well as I said, there is no real title for it and it’s difficult to explain and no offense, especially to someone such as yourself.”“Ahh, you’re just winding me up.”I.