But she also was wearing two other gifts. One of the gifts was a pair of padded handcuffs, with her hands firmly secured behind her back and resting o... her back, just above her beltline. And the other gift, which held her in that bum-first position, was one of those bondage head harnesses. You know the kind – a bunch of thick, black leather straps that go around a bondage slave’s head, one under the chin, a couple criss-crossing over her head. They certainly held her head in position, but they. . Her mind was only slightly distracted by his comments. The juices, mostly doggie cum, was rather ... like raw eggs, she finally decided, though the taste was a bit more peppery or something. The way he had pushed her down into it though, had triggered some agreement in her mind, and she went about cleaning it up w/o thinking about it overly much.Watching as she finished her task, Max smirked. Then, sitting back down, he pulled Niki up onto his lap facing him, looking down into her eyes and. ????? "Well I know if I were really gettingraped I wouldn't get wet." I said taking a superior tone.? "So you guys are freaks?? Is it fun??I mean she seems to be getting into it." ????? "Of course it's fun, you should giveit a try.? I bet she wouldn't mind if youjoined us, would you honey?"? hesaid as he smacked her ass hard.? Hereyes got big and she started shaking her head 'no' as vigorously as she couldgiven her position.????? ????? "I don't know, I have never reallydone anything kinky. Oh that wonderful smell of male sweat, fresh teen jock smell. I turned it inside out, and tasted the inner pouch, sweat, piss, and cum? Maybe, but probably just wishful thinking. I rubbed my stiffening cock, I thought about jacking off real quick, sniffed and tasted the jock again, and thought better of it. I had to get this stuff counted, and if I stopped and jacked off when I felt like it, I'd never get done. Ok back to locker 2, pads, jerseys', cup, jock, helmet, cleats, all there. Locker.