Even though we were now having more sex than ever before, as we had more time and freedom with the school holidays It was Tuesday evening and had been...a scorching hot day, we were over the sports fields at the end of my road playing football, there were around a dozen of us and it was around 7.30pm, when at the entrance to the field, Sharon and Tina appeared, they were both carrying an open bottle of white wine, which they were swigging from,. As they neared us they sat on a grassy bank around. He also blindfolded me and buckled athick leather collar around my neck. Finally, he snapped a padlock aroundmy swelling testicles, and attaching a chain to the lock. He pulled me tomy feet and dragged me naked out the door.I stumbled blindly forward, desperate to keep up and avoid the painfulyanking of the chain on my ravished balls. I staggered out into the coolnight air, and by the sudden sound of nearby laughter, I realized that Iwas being led naked directly through a large gathering of. His little sports car actually vibrated. I leaned forward in my seat trying to get the entire bridge’s towering support into one shot and I could feel the vibrations move up my legs and into my thighs. I looked over at him and grinned. He glanced away from the road and saw me. "What?" "This bridge," I said, biting my lower lip, "it's like a giant vibrator." Instantly, he slid his hand up my leg and under my skirt. I closed my eyes. The seat of the sports car vibrated and his fingers rubbed. If he stayed away from Rick and took the warning about starting rumors to heart Rick would never know about the cell phone picture.Damn! She didn't know what to do. And what was Rick going to do? She was sure that he would not physically hurt her, but she knew him well enough to know he wasn't going to shrug it off. He wouldn't say, "Okay Kathleen, water under the bridge. Let's move on." No, Rick was not a wimp. He would not sit still for being made a cuckold. He would take some action, but.