Again, it was the anticipation of something new, some new people and new bodies to explore. Wondering what things they liked and would do with me. Was...she fully bi-sexual? Did they have any deviances? Would I be introduced to anything new? They lived in a townhouse only about ten minutes drive from mine; a convenience that would pay massive dividends in the years that followed. I had some butterflies while I was ringing their bell. I needn’t have worried. The woman answered the door wearing. She looked back and forth about 30 seconds, her breathing heavy, then she turned and walked towards the bedroom. I slowly stroked my cock a few minutes, less than five as she changed, went to the restroom and walking very quit she returned. I put my hands back in the same position, snoring. She watched and looked closely as she came closer, staring at my cock, wearing her pajamas, nipples hard protruding and as she walked on past to the kitchen for her glass of water I could look at her ass. New sweat came, prickling down my bare spine, and for half a minute I hung in serious pain.When it ebbed, the tears came. Frustration, fear, anger at myself for getting into this situation. I had tried everything; there seemed nothing left to do but cry.Eventually, the tears stopped. Instead, I hung, motionless, hearing the slow creak of the rope, feeling theburning in my arms. My hands had gone numb; a bad sign, though my wrists hurt as if they were encircled inred-hot steel. Why the hell did. "That pussy is leaking everywhere. It turns you on knowing that I'll be balls deep inside of you any minute now doesn't it?"Fiona replied by reaching between her legs and running one long fingernail over her glistening swollen petals before pushing it inside with a moan."That's right, baby. Play with that needy cunt for me," Damian growled.She could hear the sound of his rhythmic stroking getting louder as she pushed a second finger into her gushing cunt and began to pump in and then out.