Mark then pointed out an empty table made of a cage with a hooded naked guy locked in and we headed over while Mark went to the bar.Once Ben had stopp...d laughing at the sight of the caged man I leant in and asked him if this was his “thing.” He just laughed again and said it might be his last opportunity to see this stuff and that Mark had an early wedding present for him too but that he couldn’t say what it was yet. I was about to ask further but was stopped by Mark returning from the bar with. I balanced myself against the mattress with my knees as my wife stood behind me in her cupless lingerie, her breasts exposed and chains dangling beneath them. The red satin fabric played nicely with her matching hair and my now cherry colored rump as well. Jennifer leaned over me, close enough to feel the warmth of her skin, but not quite allowing me the honor of feeling it against my own. Though I stared into the blackness of a pillow, I knew her tits hung beside my face, challenging me to do. The other girls were in a staggered semi-circle facing us, roughly two layers deep.While everyone was getting their lunches out, Julia said, "I was serious about Mark's eating. He eats a huge amount, probably 50% more than you expect. If any of you are feeding him in the future, make sure you provide him with a LOT of food."One of the girls asked, "Why would any of us be feeding him? He's your boyfriend." He sure is! But there could be a reason. Maybe you're having a picnic that I can't make it. "You better start writing, cause your fat wee wee looks like it is starving for some sort of fucky, baby. I mean, that fuckstick is hungry for Mommy-love, poopsie, and there's only one goddamn way you're getting any of that sort of shit tonight, my swelligent son. When homework gets finished, then wee wee gets replenished with pleasure."Two hours later..."So? How did I do?" Henry asked, his patience exhausted from both the effort of concentrating on the paper and the need for release within his.