She did as I said, letting her arms rest at her sides. I grasped her left wrist, and placed one of My leather wrist restraints on her, fastening it se...urely. Drawing her arm over her head and down the corner of the coffee table, I ran the rope through the D ring and bound her wrist to one leg of My very sturdy coffee table, before repeating that on her other wrist. Now kitty had both arms over her head and the coffee table edge caught her right at the elbows so her arms were bent and secured to. I opened my eyes and raised my head to look down the length of my body. The material certainly was straining, and although it covered the tip of my semi-erect penis, the shaft was clearly visible to anyone who cared to be looking on.And looking on they were. A group of four had settled themselves just a few yards from me. Two guys and two girls. Clearly friends, but not intimate with each other – or not obviously so. Infact I guessed the guys were gay and although the girls looked like they. Or didi uuuhhhhhhh kare or kabhi sir edhar udhar karte jes say pata chal raha tha didi ko kitna maza a raha hai . or kabhi wo didi ke motti gore gand kay chotay say light brown hole pay zubaan phairta or kabhi os kay andar zubaan lay jata . itnay main junglee nay apnay mu say kafie sare thook nikali or apnay lund pay lagaye orDidi ki patli se kamar aik haath say pakar kar apna lora didi kay chhotay say gand kay hole pay raka to didi thore se hili or haath say rokna chha rahi thi , magar ose. It’s a man, and not the homeless owner I’d assumed based on the dog’s appearance. He looks to be about my age, and he’s dark, and tall, and too handsome for me to speak to.“Uh…” I say, unable to do anything but gawk.“I’m Dave.” Dave says, extending his hand.“Me too.” I say, and then blush. I just want to get out of here. I want to go home, curl into a ball, and cry myself to sleep. Dave just laughs.“What a.