With my cock lodged deep in her pussy I take a nice long piece of silk bondage rope and slip a loop around one of her wrists. Using the rest of the ro...e I carefully but quickly wrap her forearms to each other from elbow to elbow.Using her bound arms I pull her back onto my cock as I drive my hips forward. My balls are slapping her swollen clit as she is moaning deep and hard. She is pushing back into me as we found our rhythm so I use my thumb on her cum soaked asshole. Each time she fucks back. Around her neck was a rubber collar, holding Lydia's head unmovable in an erect posture. The collar was connected to the corset by a set of straps running beyond and behind her body.Only the shape of the body told Erik that it was Lydia, because the head was unrecognizable.Lydia had been fitted with an inflatable gag, which had been pumped to capacity, preventing her to make any sound. Then a hood had been drawn on her. It had only two holes for the nostrils, so Lydia was blind. What Erik did. .... What were these sounds? Chris openedhis eyes and found himself lying on a mat in a gym. He saw men and womenalike lifting massive weights, stretches, yoga, the whole routine. Thismust just be another dream thought Chris. "Hey Chris....Hey Chris wake upand get over here," Jess yelled to Chris now standing directly over him inhis point of view. "We need to keep you active until the baby gets here.We can't be sluggish when it comes," said Jess.What fucking baby he thought. Jess wasn't even. Impressed with himself, he offers me a piece from the pack. Mr. Tracey quietly observes, shaking his head with a smirk.Thank God for Tim Davies though. He was pretty chill and though we never really hung out much before, we have bonded somewhat over the past few days. We bonded in the way people might bond when sharing some traumatic event together. We were both in here for cutting too many classes and if we were to graduate with the rest of our class, we had to do the time. Tim was recently.