His face was contorted with barely contained anger and she couldn’t really say she blamed him for being angry. She had probably caused him more trou...le than the worth of it. He came after her, and she knew if he caught hold of her she was either dead, or would suffer for abusing his trust. Let’s be fair though, who would trust someone you just captured not to escape? Harriot shivered inwardly with fear. She had heard so many times over the years of how fear could drive you to do crazy things.. At first she did not believe it, so when I came in the kitchen she had a good look, realised I was wearing, and then said “Oh my God, he IS wearing tights”.What I had not realised it that my wife has also told Deborah that we like to wear sheer tights when having sex, so when Deborah then said “I really want to see you both make out in your tights” I felt my face flush, but I also felt the blood start to pump into my cock as I was stirring my cup of coffee. I turned round, looked at my wife and. One piece of good news was that none of the people I talked to had gotten their firewood anywhere else while I'd taken over a month off from work. They all acted happy to hear from me, and most of them were ready to place some big orders. Now, all I had to do was find some place to buy all the wood I'd committed to selling and delivering.I had set up my first deliveries for the Tuesday after Labor Day. I called over to Lenny's house, but my Aunt Betty told me that Lenny was still over at the. . oh God, how I hate to admit it, but the bonds released. I was free!And yet . . . and yet . . . I was still horny-so horny. No, oh God no - please don't. Don't make me do it. Oh God, you bastard, you're going to make me do it to myself, aren't you? I realized that people were listening, and I burned with humiliation. I prayed for the strength to resist, but my body was already betraying me. I pushed down, grunting as I impaled myself on the cock in my ass.Up and down it led me. Faster and.