When we got there it all the curtains we closed and there was a very mild lighting. When I looked towards her bed & bedside table I started to notice ...ome things. On the table she had a rabbit vibrator, one of those where the shaft rotates a little while it vibrates & a vibrating clit massager. Also on the table was a small butt plug and a small bottle of lube. When I looked at her metal headboard I noticed 2 restraints hanging from them. She noticed me eyeing everything up. She grabbed my tie. She came back and knelt in front of me and she was carrying the keys to my freedom. "How was the punishment?" Torturous, Mistress." Good," said flashing that devilish smile. "Was it comfortable?" Only while I was flaccid, Mistress." Good, it was supposed to be that way. You could urinate without any complications, right?" Yes, Mistress." Good, I have had subs in the past that got a chastity belt that hindered their ability to urinate. I will have to remember to recommend this one for future. What the fuck is wrong with you?” “Nothing, I just want to be close to my best friend that’s all”. “We have always been best friends, so why are you like this now?” “I don’t know, I am just so fucking horny lately.” “So you want to fuck everything in sight including me?” “No, I just want to fuck you” I had to ask, “Have you ever fucked with a guy before?” “Not really” “Not really doesn’t mean shit, you either did or you didn’t? “Well I didn’t really. Remember last year when I went to Wildwood. (Note: This song is from 1987. However, I liked how it fit with our presentation on various Australian performers or groups and their causes. Beds Are Burning was named as the number 3 Australian song of all-time in 2001 by the Australasian Performing Rights Association.)“‘The Oils’ wrote this song as a protest of their Australian government’s forced take over the Pintupi people’s native, desert lands. That awful action was similar to our treatment of the Inuit or the Americans’ treatment of.