When it ended, neither of them wanted to say goodbye. “Where are you staying?” Jim asked Amy. “We live in my parents’ old house, here in town....They moved to the south, where it is warmer all year round.” “We. . . ?” “My husband, Larry and I. He couldn’t come tonight because he’s on a business trip out of town. I think he might have purposely scheduled it that way!” She laughed. “Where are you staying?” “I’m here in this hotel. My parents moved east to live near the kids and my wife and I, so I. The last glass was picked from the tray and poured slowly in. His arm raising up, making a show of pouring it from a height, they let go of her head and pulled at the tape from around her head.Slowly they unwound it releasing the trapped funnel, they pulled it from her mouth and she choked and coughed her head rolling from side to side, her voice a slurring horse whisper.He bent beside her, "Fancy continuing that dance," they pulled the cue away, untied her arms from the chair, then they. Plastered wrists meant though she could hold a cup, clumsily, even feed herself just, but beyond that she was grip-less like at the moment, dressing and undressing, even simple things like washing…well she knew they were hopeless. Here she was, with a 15year-old virgin lad, his hormones no doubt at their peak, lacking sexual control or experience, and probably knowledge too, and she was helpless… they were alone, and she was going to be totally reliant! She quietly said, “look son, this is. Open your mouth."I obeyed."Wider," the Black Queen ordered. I stretched my mouth open as wide as itwould go.And I felt the leather device clamp over my tonguel"Uurrgghhl" I gurgled. The clamp filled my mouth. It was wide and round atthe end, forcing me to hold my mouth open, preventing me from loosening itwith my teeth, effectively silencing me. What a fix!"Now let's just have you mince down the hall to the bedroom." She pickedup a wet hand towel. "Here, I'll help you, Sweetie!" And she.