" Please just let me go." Eric pleaded."I will, as soon as I'm done having some fun with you." Patrick smiled."Just let me go!" Eric screamed."In a wh...le boi. For now why don't you watch a little video." Patrick sat at his computer.TV's on the roof, and every wall turned on showing the desktop of Patrick's computer. Eric watched him navigate to the folder he had seen earlier, and open a video file."Enjoy." Patrick stood and left the room.The video started showing a young guy strapped to the. [Didn’t want Jacqui to feel embarrased about her not knowing the etiquette about toasting, of course!]. So I topped up our glasses. We had several more and it was plain to see that Jacqui was feeling woozy. In fact, Jacqui was almost breathless from the effect of the drink and the hot bubbling water.I slid alongside her letting my right arm slide down over her shoulder so that I could cup her right breast in my hand. She turned her head to me and we started to kiss passionately, pushing my. She was not expecting her sense of sight being taken away.“Sir, please!”The hand on her throat and his lips sealing against hers made her realize that her plea was for naught. It became dark. The blind fold was tight. The pressure of the binding was close to the point of making her see stars. Somehow, he knew when to stop. He knew how far to go. He knew what she needed.The gasp she made when the chair lifted off of the floor put a smile on his face. He knew she would not expect being lifted.. She asked me just about everything imaginable and somehow it always seemed reasonable and comfortable to discuss even intimate things. We zigged and zagged from topic to topic as the conversation led us. All told we spent several hours and in the process I found out some things as well.This has been going on for many years. The very first Hero was a medieval French knight named Guilliam de Coucy starting about 1347. It took the people of Cassandra many years though to figure out how to recruit.