I could play this game just as well. “I deserve to be punished.” “You’re going to have to take extra lessons with me Sheldon,” he smiled ag...inst my mouth. “And detention, every, single, day.” I moaned at his words and whispered quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. “That only seems fair.” He smiled in a devilish way after speaking. “Unless you satisfy me, and pass this little test. Let’s see how long you can last in this position.’ My eyes widened and my heart began to race. Mr. Nash. Such was the case now. We had replied to an advert for a group, giving details of our desires for this adventure. The venue turned out to be a converted cellar in the basement of a house in the hills. The cellar was red lit, with spotlights over key entertainment areas. We had been the last to arrive. The MC who met us at the door and ushered us downstairs had probably planned it that way. We shed and hung our clothes before being led into the cellar. There were seven other people there, two. She is trapped on a bed with a man bent on taking her by force, unable to scream for help. Her mouth grew dry and a shudder over came her. The site of me standing next to the bed nude, filled her with terror. Yet with it came an unwelcome longing and the first hint of moisture appearing between her clenched and trembling thighs. She knew what it was. The fear was affecting her as it always did, arousing her at a time when she should have been repulsed. I took my cock into my hand and stroked. Well this September 2020 I had an episode where I was sleepwalking. As a k** my parents would follow me and make sure nothing bad was going to happen to me. As a 52 year old adult I didn't have someone watching my back. I did come around and wake up during this venture only to realize I wasn't in my suite. I was down the hallway on my floor. No-one was around when I woke up, thankfully. I wish there was some spiritual rule during sleepwalking that ensured one's decency was secured. I am down a.