I mean, sure she had got off on watching the scene too, but that would not be obvious from her pictures and video. I was happy to be alone with my tho...ghts briefly as I stepped into the shower, the warm water rinsing the feeling of sex from my body and finally waking me up properly, bringing me back to the normal sober and awake me.Coming back into the bedroom, I was ready to get dressed, go home and put this whole weird, wonderful but disturbing night behind me and get on with my life. For a. Ellen was just laughing and talking and having a great time.After we'd been out there for a few minutes, and Ellen decided that I was reasonably comfortable, she asked me,"Mark, tell me — how come Martha doesn't know you can dance? Having you been keeping secrets, you naughty man?" I just started taking a class a couple of months ago," I confessed, "and this is my first chance to 'strut my stuff'" Well, you're doing pretty well. You must be practicing with someone," she hinted."My class had. My cock dispappeared into a metal tube which seemed to be exactly the same size as its flaccid state - there would be no way I could get even the slighest erection. The belt itself looped around my waist, with two chains running between my legs between the belt and the cock tube. The whole thing had a built-in key mechanism rather than a separate padlock. As she snapped the lock shut, I saw once again that look of pure sadism in her eyes."Well, time I was going," she said. "But I'm worried you. “Coming” I replied to her. “She’s out of the wash, come meet her, man!” I told Scott.“I’ll be there in a mo’”, he replied.So I went to the living room and found Alisha sitting on a bean bag, flipping through channels on the TV.I went up to her and massaged her shoulders softly. “Alisha, do you know I have a flatmate, too?” I asked her.“What? Really? How come you never mentioned that to me?” she replied, clearly taken by surprise at this news.“Oh, I didn’t think it was worth mentioning and it.