?Wonderful.?I couldn?t believe I was tied to my tall table, up on my tiptoes. My body was stretched, quickly a pool of liquid accumulated under me.?Yo... don?t want to be here, it?s to public, you?re too vulnerable, beg me tolet you go, use those blue eyes.? I found myself straining to meet his eyesturning twisting as I lay across the table. ?Now, here,? he lead me to the bathroom and tied my hands upabove my head over the showerbar. ?Yourbeing whipped.? I thrashed shifting, lifting up on toes,. Now at this point in my somewhat jaded youth I was still pretty much NOT going to get my dick wet with my parents upstairs although an incredible blow job awaited me had I the gumption. So after we played touchy kissy I suggested that Sally should head on upstairs before my parents came down to see what was what.Now this is what I learned the next day as we drove back to collegeAbout 15 or 20 minutes later as I lay in the basement with a bad case of blue balls Sally was just relaxed enough in. ” he moaned so softly I only guessed the words. Then again it wouldn’t have been hard to. He always said that. He always begged me, ironically, to enjoy it.Searing hot. His skin was searing hot. And sweaty. His hands were sliding with no effort over my ribs and my hips making my body react and tremble but my mind, as always, wasn’t in it. A few locks of his hair were tracing the line that his lips were making on my neck. They tickled and his lips were yielding and slow, sensual. Kissing now,. The guys continued to stare at me as I approached the door, murmuring to each other just loud enough for me to hear but not obvious enough to require a response."Damn, look at that sexy ass," one of them whispered to his friend as I walked by.As I entered the house, the sound of the music enveloped the dark room. People were dancing and drinking, while the DJ span records on the turntable.I caught a glimpse of my friend Cassie, flirting with some guy in a dark corner. Cassie was a girly girl.