Our lips were locked together when Sarah and Eric came in. "Hey, he's my date," Sarah said to her sister."I was just trying him out," Caroline said, r...fusing to remove her arms from around my neck.Eric made drinks for everyone, and Sarah took a seat at the table. "Shall we get started?" she asked as she pushed a knob down and two clock hands spun around, clockwise. The knob was attached to a weighted spindle, and looked home-made. When the clock-hands stopped rotating I could see that the small. Every time I brought a male home or Ryan brought a female home we kept to ourselves. But when that person left, everything changed. I'd go into his room or he'd come to mine. Anger and jealousy filled us. Anger at the world for not being accepting of our relationship and for forcing us to put up this facade. The sex that ensued was always full of passion and emotion one of us had to keep down for the few hours that the other had with their partner. Maybe it was make up sex? It was always rough. The handcuffs were easy though. At this point, I was well locked up, thoroughly gagged, I couldn’t unlock myself if I tried, any sounds got my pussy and ass well shocked and my feet would be in agony, and I was dressed like a complete slut, and had writing all over me to that effect. If anyone saw me?well, I would be in way over my head.I hopped out of?my car, locked the car keys inside the car leaving me only with keys to my building and my?apartment. I made a break for the door to the. She pulled me close and we kissed, hard and long.I said, “Wow! That’s the best welcome I can ever remember receiving. You are spectacular.”She blushed but she didn’t let go. She pulled me into the kitchen where there was coffee and sausage biscuits waiting. She even had spicy mustard ready! She smiled at me. “I can also offer plain yellow mustard, Dijon mustard, or even mayonnaise.”“No, this is perfect. So are you. I will be very proud to escort you to Sunday school and church, and anywhere.