I'm strapped in a gynecology exam table. My legs are firmly secured in the stirrups, my chest is strapped down, my neck is immobilized, I have a ball ...ag in my mouth, and my ass is high enough for easy access. From the limited mobility I can see that I am in an examination room of some sorts. The walls are the ever so popular pink and black colors that Femco loves so much. The table looks to be in the center of the room and I can't see anything behind me. I'm almost positive that there is a. Was that the next game her Admirer wanted her to play? But no, she could not do that with Mike.The next email really stunned her."Dear Brenda,"I agree that it would be silly to try to get Mike to play at being any sort of BDSM dominant, given that he hasn't shown any aptitude for or interest in that in all the time you have known him. As part of your education I want you to experience being submissive to a man, but it must be someone you can respect as your Master. Also, in case it doesn't work. I'm trying to spell it out for you. Steve gives us the best chance to gain their release regardless of what type of macho game Jong dreams up."Representative Kasen was stunned into silence by Chatham's crude remarks. Naomi took the opportunity to interject some humor. "I have to back Senator Chatham on this one. Steve is the guy we want in any sort of competition, especially that kind!" Lieutenant Wilson, comments like that are not appropriate for a naval officer," cautioned Senator Mason. "And. She leaned down over him, her lips barely touching his, his tongue darting out of its own accord, trying to get a taste of her but all she allowed as she pulled her head back was for her tongue tip to touch his. He grunted with barely held back frustration and gritted his teeth.“Awww look at you, such a nasty hard bulge you have got now,” she looked down to his crotch where his cock was straining against his black boxers harder than ever before. “I don't know if there is time still, you are.