Nick ordered cocktails for all, and the four of us moved to a booth to drink and chat.We didn’t know much about them, since we never talk much prior... as not to waste time. We try to avoid fakes and flakes. At first, we discussed vanilla things. Tom and Carol lived only a few towns from us, have two teenagers, love dogs, she’s a teacher, he’s an engineer, and they hate the Yankees.As the drinks took effect, Carol moved closer to me. She placed her right hand on my thigh. They candidly told us. He undid the straps holding her legs down and refastened the chastity belt before lifting her down and binding her hands behind her again, forcing her to kneel next to the others, her face streaked with tears from the pain. He next called up Charlotte, repeating the process, noting again in a different file when her scream was not as loud or long as Vivian's. Next was Sophia and she almost resisted, but then she remembered who she was. "Submit, silent, servant." The mantra she lived by, the one. My parents had gone to visit my grandparents leaving me at home alone for around 1 whole month. It was during this time that I had one of my first sexual encounters with my best friend Priya (name changed). I’m not sure who really started it. But it was an experience about 4 years in the making. We were best friends but I always had a feeling that my first time would be with her.One day while we were returning back to home from school, it started raining quite unexpectedly. So there we were. "Oh no, Jerry, I meant everything, not just the jacket." I got to my feet and reached up to undo my tie, looking into her eyes as I did so. She smiled, crossing her legs to allow herself to slide one heel out of her shoe and once again dangle it on her toes. I looked down as my rock hard cock throbbed under my pants. I unbuttoned my shirt and let it drop to the floor. "Mmmm, nice. I do like a man that keeps himself in shape," she said, her knees drifting a little further apart, her dress riding.