A finger on her lips silenced her surprised protest. The soft linen strips wound around her arms held her fast to the bedposts, and before she could f...lly open her eyes to see which of her lovers had restrained her, a band of soft cloth was wrapped around under her head and was knotted over her eyes. As the unseen hand moved from her mouth, Claire argued weakly, "it's too hot for this."Her argument was cut off by Diane's quiet whisper in her ear. "I've brought your fan, just relax. I promise. “Easy access” she thought to herself as she proceeded to pull his hard, pulsating dick out of his pants, and lightly tickled the head with her tongue. He tried not to show that anything was happening under the table, but he was having trouble controlling the soft moans he was letting out. She pulled his pants down a little further to have better access to his cock, and suddenly she slipped the whole head and shaft into her mouth and licked and nibbled her way back up as if he were her own. I had a huge crush on her, but she would never let me touch her sexually, nor would she ever give me a happy ending regardless how much I begged her.One day, I had been seeing her for about a year, she emailed me an invitation to a BDSM party she was hosting for a few friends at the dungeon. She asked me whether she could "feature" me at the party, but refused to tell me what this meant, simply saying I would definitely enjoy it.The following Saturday night I showed up at the dungeon. There. "Remember, Sir, I told you I wanted another shot at them, and you came through for me. Just because it wasn't perfectly arranged doesn't change the fact that I got exactly what I asked for, and then you turned around and gave me a big reward."Hey. I'm the winner here, not the victim. Thank you very much."He liked that, and smiled to prove it.The debrief was mercifully short because we were at war, and I was attacked' by the enemy, which gave me immunity from gun laws, deadly force issues, or.