.Panties.Women's panties.Now, if I lived in a frat house or a dorm room on campus, I would havepassed it off as a joke. Sort of a reverse panty raid....ut as I said, I lived alone, and no one could have snuck into my bedroomovernight.I wondered what to do for a bit, then decided that since going commandoreally wasn't my style, I might as well wear the panties.They felt rather nice, and the soft material almost felt like a caress onmy skin. I tried to ignore the feeling, and finished getting. With the third I found deep wells of sadness in her, but also beauty in a momentary connection which brought tears to us both.The organiser offered exercises which developed from standing still, to allowing the woman to indicate how I might get deeper into my masculine, with few words and a few simple gestures. I don't have much core strength ( well almost zero actually) and it was revealing and enormously helpful to have a beautiful girl stare deep into my eyes and tell me to "own my balls".. "Try to enjoy what comes next." Then he turned, putting his engorged member back into his pants, walking from the room and locking the door behind him. Once again the darkness surrounded the poor girl, and she was left alone with nothing to watch but the screens above her. In the main room, the host returned with a cheer from the audience of gathered men. He took a moment to admire his captive, her soft, pale skin drenched with sweat and cum but still as perfect as when he had tied her up,. ...inside of your arm, behind your knees, your neck, under your chin, your navel, your flanks, your calves, underside of your breasts, edges of your shoulders...insides of your thighs, along your flanks, your ass, tickled, stroked, licked, kissed, and touched with any number of unseen objects... I chuckle with each reaction, at your guesses, at the way your body shifts away and back towards where you sense I am, based on the weight on the bed and the slight sounds in the room. Mostly, you hear.