All I ever really wanted was for him to be happy. And he was in heaven right now. He turned his head toward me for a kiss much different than before. ...till light, it’s true. But more like exhausted. Or maybe overwhelmed. “Thank you,” he could barely get the words out. “I’ll never forget.” Grateful to be thanked first, I gently pressed his nose toward the other shoulder. “Natasha helped, you know. You really should thank her too.” Then went back to fondling him. He took a huge breath, and let it. The three men carried James out of the room, pausing only to the lockthe door to the dormitory behind them. James squirmed in his captors'clutches as he was carried down the hallway and taken into a small darkroom.James's hands and elbows were bound together and then jerked upwards asone of the orderlies tied the rope around a support beam locatedoverhead.James was unable to move more than a few inches in any direction as heheard the men whispering to one before one placed a pair of five. Do it, my son-" I interrupted her, poking my cock at her, desperate to spear into her. She stifled a laugh at my predicament, letting out a low moan of pleasure as I finally got my angle right and slipped into the confines of her slick channel. Closing her eyes, she let her head fall back against the wall I held her against, enjoying the moment. "Oh, yes, that's it." She locked her gaze with mine, evidently taking pleasure in the responses she could get from me. She husked out her final. I toyed with the desperate excitement inside me, the explosions gathering under my fingers. I needed the almighty crescendo and let the sounds of her breathy gasps draw me to the point of no return.The orgasm coiled with raw, claustrophobic power; so potent that I approached it with a combination of trepidation and anticipation.It pulled me under, drowning my mind with images and colours. Most of them were dark and disturbing – disturbing because they were welling up from deep inside of me.They.