"Don't use your teeth," he pleaded even though he tried to instruct her without rebuke.A muffled "sorry" emerged from the bottom of the bed. Travis re...ched down and pulled her entire body up until they were face to face."Did I hurt you? Are you mad at me?" Anya asked with concern in her voice. "If there is pain, I will heal it." No pain, no hurt," Travis assured her. "Your reaction to last night really threw me for a loop, and I don't want start anything that we might regret."That was a. He actually couldn’t remember the last thing that Sir had done to him, but that didn’t really matter now. Sir would be back. He knew that it was not unusual for a Sir to leave his Bottom tied up like this for a period of time to teach him humility, respect, or sometimes just because he could. He was new to this world of BDSM, but he was a quick study. He read everything he could get his hands on.As he reflected on it he remembered now why he had chosen this Sir. ?I’ll make sure that you feel. They all got together to buy the bike for me. I love them dearly.”The blonde passed the phone back and laughed. “You are so full of shit and I didn’t know they piled it to your height. You must be a great poker player, because you said all that with a straight face.”He laughed and said, “What could I do to convince you I’m telling the truth.”“What are Scarlett and Cricket doing right now? Call one of them and let me listen in.”“I’m Dave Prentiss by the way, and you are?”“Jessie Parker.”Dave. They swarmed over me like an army of red ants at a picnic, and before I knew it I was on the hardwood floor with my pants down around my ankles, and several women with expensive haircuts competing to see who could do a better job of sucking me off."Oh, Muffy, stop it, you're no good at this," a blonde in a pink tennis outfit said, pushing Mrs. J. French Pennington off my dick. She grabbed the other woman's hair and yanked her away, then made love to my dick like it she was a thirsty woman in.