..... Darkness......then light so bright I see nothing else.Then Darkness once again.Murmurs.......mutterings in the dark.......wait....voices....I ca... make out voices.The blackness fades to grey and then I can make out shadows, no wait its people all around me. My vision is becoming clearer now. Closest to me is a man. He is right over me. He is saying something to me but I can't make it out. I see his lips moving, fast...something about saving me."..........I need an answer now. Yes or no."I. ....................................................................................................For a moment Uncle John just stood and looked. A little in shock and not sure what he was seeing. Sam was sat on the floor, legs folded beneath her at unusual angles. Her skirt had ridden up over her hips, exposing her lace thong, pulled to one side uncovering her shaved snatch. Her arms hung limply, hands trailing on the floor. Her body, slumped to one side, resting against the vanity unit, her. “Go in. Now.”I stepped forward into a large, circular, arena type structure. But instead of benches filled with spectators to watch some great spectacle in the central space below, the chamber was lined with ascending rows of stalls. In each of these stalls was a naked man, his hands locked into manacles attached to the stall’s frames. Something glittered amid the rows of stalls….something metallic: winding silver runnels trailing down toward something sunken into the central stage area.My. ‘I don’t care about the prom,’ he said. ‘I want you.’ Their lips met in a torrid, searching kiss, their bodies pressed together. ‘Let’s go upstairs,’ Mary suggested when the kiss finally ended. They went up to Mary’s bedroom and began opening each other’s clothes. Matt loved helping Mary undress, and found that having her undress him was just as exciting. Once their clothes were off, the two lovers tumbled into the king-sized bed. Matt’s lips immediately went to Mary’s protruding nipples, and.