On every tripmy wife managed to find a couple of sexy toys or clothing to enhanceour love life and our reunions were always eagerly anticipated by bot...of us.That thought made me realise that her last 4-day trip to Europe had notyielded the usual item or two, although she had brought back a largeextra bag. I idly wondered what could be in it, the interestingpossibilities leading me to reflect on our love-life. It was well overa year ago that I introduced us to bondage and she had taken to it. I should explain also that the d****s or partitions not only separated one bed from the next, there was also one a little past the foot of the bed. In a sense creating your own little room. I rarely closed that one since I was nearest the window and my roommates never really crossed the partition separating the beds. This night was no different. I knew i could slowly pump my cock at my leisure, figuring i would hear the footsteps of the nurse on duty as she approached my side of the room.. I want to run after them and say look at me, but I am chained to a spot. Then one woman stands closely in front of me. She looks at me with those lovely blue eyes of her as she stood before me. I can tell that she is at least 15 years older than me and by her confidence, she is used to being around naked slave boys and owning them. The woman has lovely blond hair that goes down to her shoulders and flip up in a curl. Around her neck is a white pearl necklace. She is wearing a yellow dress with. We're busy."It wasn't cool of me; not in the least, but I dropped my book bag and punched Jason in the face with everything that I had and he dropped to his knees as blood flowed from his nose. I bent down, got my face inches from his and said:"If you ever talk that way to me again I swear to God that I will beat the living hell out of you and you had best believe that!"While that was going on Cook was saying, "Jesus Frank; are you going crazy? You had no call to do that. Why are you being a.