He had to admit it had a certain addictive nature to it that started his humanoid genitals to become aroused in anticipation of some frantic coupling ...n the near future. He had sampled both the Charlie and the Delta units for quite some time now and never tired of the tight channels they possessed and used with great skill in the private sleeping quarters and without any sense of guilt or shame.He knew that such social interaction was essential to his maintaining control over the female units. Confused a little at first and then aware."It was almost like he was here wasn't it? Fucking me as you watched. Oh god it was soooo goooood!!!!" and like that, we were both cumming. I'm not sure, in her mind, she was really fucking me.It was a neighborhood party a month or so later were our lives changed forever. It was a toga party; some idiot's idea of a return to the 70's.Katie and her friends made togas out of bed sheets. Real nice too. I'd have just wrapped a sheet around myself and gone,. She kept pushing more and more of it down her throat until she gagged. Pulling her head away, she gripped the base again and then she started to slap it. She slapped it with more force than Kim head. It hurt…a lot. "Don't stop. Slap it again," I uttered. The girls both mumbled something to each other, I wasn't sure what was said.They pulled me, spread my arms outwards. I heard a click. It was a handcuff , wrapped around my wrist and attached to the brass railed headboard. They grabbed my other. Just when she drops her shaya (petticoat) and gets naked to start her bath, she heard a doorbell. How annoying ! Who would it be ? Is it dhobi ? No, he must not be that late ! Then ? Maybe some salesman – hell with them ! She is not going to dress up once more and open. But, the door bell was ringing again and again. The person on the other side must be getting impatient ! Then she realized it may be her neighbor’s maidservant. Her neighbor had kept the keys with her and asked her to hand it.