It's just...' I really had their interest now, but it was tough to get the words out. I had thought about them during my entire captivity, but now fou...d it difficult to utter them. Finally I blurted, 'I would like you to tie me to my bed for the evening and then unbind me in the morning...sir'.The men both smiled. 'Extraordinary', Mr. Stanton said. 'My dear young lady we salute you and would be happy to accommodate your wish.' Mr. Thatcher looked at me warmly and asked, 'Are there any special. She fingered the hole to tell me to come over, I was still unsure if this was a woman or not but those worries were dispelled almost immediately as she unbuttoned her shirt and flashed me her tits quickly. Then got up turned around, bent over, lifted her skirt (she looked about 40-45ish but very beautiful and it was clear she had just left the office) and pulled her panties to one side and gave me a long look at her gorgeous pussy and ass. She put her panties back in place, turned round and. .wait a minute, i got something I wanna get..." He pulled from my lips as I tried to keep his cock buried in my greedy lips making an obscene sound. He quickly reached his pants and into the pockets and retrieved a small brown bottle, I knew the substance was poppers and was thrilled to see the bottle. The mail boy was steady sliding his cock over my puckering rosebud as he waited for his friend to return..once he was back in front of me he went to his knees and uncorked the bottle and took two. But I understood how he enjoyed showing Vanessa off, introducing her to the ever-growing number of people he knew. Hell, I enjoyed showing her off.They made a striking couple. Well, anyone with Vanessa would fall into that category. But Walker was a good looking boy, tall and slender, blonde and blue eyed. He had gotten over most of his shyness, lost some of that awkward schoolboy gait.It was good for Vanessa to bond with him. She didn’t feel like his mother, probably never would. Probably.