This, she had learned, was called lubrication. Once ready she started to gently rub the tiny nubbin of flesh. She jerked at the wet friction and moane... a little at the pleasure. She rubbed slowly at first, using her other hand to tease her nipples, then sped up when she felt she had the hang of it. She felt herself come to the edge of an orgasm, but the feeling went away as soon as it had started. "Christ!" she muttered, and sat up on her bed. "I almost had it," she said to Buster. He got up. It was then that Amanda brought up her suggestion again and I decided to broach the topic with Larry. I waited until we’d had sex and he was well satiated to bring it up.“Larry,” I began hesitantly, “I’ve been struggling with something, and I need your input.”He asked me what it was, and I told him my idea. Larry, the love of my life, has always been my biggest fan and greatest supporter. Of course, he approved of the plan. Larry jumped in and helped me make it happen. I felt he got too. The arrangement was that he would enter the room, handcuff my hands behind me, take some pics of me, then ‘force me’ to suck his hard cock. He would then release me & leave.After texting my Master to tell him I was ready for him, I went and stood in the corner as instructed, leaving the door ajar. After a few mins I heard the door open and footsteps approaching me. They stop at the dressing table and I hear him pick something up (the handcuffs I assume). He then strides up to me, forced my. " Get on with it!" Big Norman the six foot seven, twenty stone bouncer from the 'Flying Horse,' shouted.I looked down from the witness box and grinned."Why are we waiting!" old Esmond the welsh git from Mafeking Street started singing to the tune of "Oh come all ye Faithful," and the skinheads joined in "Why are we fuck-ing wait-ing," Clear the Court!" the Clerk shouted, "Security!" They fucked off ages ago," I told him but Harry and Dave what usually checked the punters for knives and that was.