Gagged and blindfolded her ankles are secured spread and a bosons chair is added and ropes up to a top bar are cinched, slightly bent knees to adjust ...he chair then she stands and her wrists secured to an overhead bar as she awakens and turns her head to listen. The her hips rotate from the vibrator humming while the wife and I rub our hands around her body pinching to fully awaken her, she squeals as the first clothes pin is applied to her stomach but the third is pinched hard and pulled. That night we went to a local Chinese restaurant for dinner. We got home and opened some wine. Before we knew it we had finished two bottles and were onto a third. We were both a bit drunk. “What did you think of my friends today?” she asked me. “A couple of them were making it a bit obvious that they were available. As I said this morning, it’s a bit soon for me.” “So the fact that you had some trouble keeping your eyes off of me, had nothing to do with it?” “Sorry, was it that obvious?”. .. you know what I mean. And, yes, I'll explain it to them shortly." As you have hopefully figured out, my muse's name is Lois. I didn't know her name until I was well into my third story, EMMANCIPATION. Yet I was unknowingly under her influence from the beginning. One day, I just HAD to write my first erotic story, The ReDating Game, and I didn't know why. So why did I? Well, I happened to be in a state of questioning my usual left-brain approach to everything. I struggled to box it out of. She held the vibrator in her cunt and rode wave after wave of orgasm until she had coaxed a third orgasm out of me. It was only then, when she had collapsed onto the bed and my cock had slipped out of her ass, that she removed the vibrator and turned it off.I was so exhausted from the intensity of the sex that I must have dozed off. The next thing I knew, she was cleaning my cock with a warm washcloth and then she was slipping into bed beside me.It was the next morning before I awoke again. I.