Suddenly Jill pulled away and said sternly ‘take off all of your clothes and go into the front room’ she then went upstairs and I meekly took off ...y clothes and went into the lounge. Jill came down after a couple of minutes and dangled a pair of handcuffs in front of my face whilst stroking my cock with her other hand. She told me to turn around and put my hands behind my back, I was a bit tentative and she smiled and said ‘don’t worry these will add to the pleasure that I am going to give you’. I was growing increasingly worried. Ropes always meant they did not mean to be gentle. Ropes meant they were going to do whatever they pleased, and you may fight, and may not like it. In fact you probably wouldn't. I heard a hand groping at the unfamiliar nightstand, and the creak of the unfamiliar bed. I halfheartedly fought scared of what it meant to be bound like this. The more I fought the more eagerly they jerked. I felt the crack of something hard and leathery on my ass. I screamed in. When I came out of the bathroom, Connie was in the hallway, blocking my path to the kitchen. I really shouldn’t have been surprised.“Hi, Steve!” she said sweetly.“Hi, Connie,” I said evenly, not wanting to encourage her.“You can still have anything you want,” she whispered.“We’ve had this talk before. Besides, you have a boyfriend.”“So? Sneak out to the guest house with me. I’ll do anything you want!”“I’ve told you ‘no’ before, Connie. The answer’s the same,” I said as I gently pushed past. I hadn't picked up on football yet, but actually started in baseball. Eventually becoming quite the jock himself, my lil bro, Dustin, would finish out high school with a 4 year winning streak at East High, as the picture, and become the winning-est HS baseball team in Texas history. So—anyways, back to PONY, and the locker rooms :)We had a pretty hot n sweaty practice this one afternoon. Even though a spring sport—it got hot in Texas pretty fast. My shoes had gotten kinda tight as my feet were.