I didn't mean it that way." He made his voice more soothing. "It's just that this, this dressing has me so fucked up. I mean I hate it and I love it a...d it makes me feel sick and feel great. And when you said that, I kinda panicked inside. I'm sorry. Please don't run away."The girl ' or whatever - allowed herself to be soothed. Peter somehow found himself hugging her. Gently holding her as her tears slowed. She was a few inches shorter that Peter. Her hair smelled fantastic. Dully, he realized. . As I sucked that breast Mani aunty made voices like Ah…. iyyoo……mone….I pressed Mani auntys other nipple while sucking one.. and she was continuously turning her head because of pleasure. I squeezed every inch of her grapes and it was covered in my saliva.I removed my tracks and I was in my boxer with a precum dripping 6 inch clean shaved pink headed brownish cock. I turned her and removed Mani aunty’s panty watching that black round ass cheeks. I squeeced them and touched her hole. I gave a. That wasn't the problem. It seemedmy arm was paralyzed. My brain was telling it to move, but it wasn'teven twitching. My eyes snapped open. I tried to turn my head. That toofelt restrained and my neck seemed paralyzed as well. The only part Icould move was my eyes.Out of the corner of my eye, I could see my arms. They were held abovemy head by odd-looking metal cuffs. Looking around as much as I couldwith only my eyes, it appeared I was in a big clear cylinder. Tubeswere running down my throat.. I can feel warm air close to my ear. But nothing, I must be just thinking all this up. I hear the door to my room open. I get the smell of steaks cooking on the grill. I feel the rush of blood to my legs and wrists as soon as I am released from the tight hogtie I was placed in. "Its time to feed you. We have to keep up your strength, it's going to be a long night for you." My heart starts to race. I am lifted from the bed and carried out to the living room. I am placed on the floor. I feel I am.