Grasping the manager’s hand Jason decided to test his hypothesis. “Trouble sleeping?”“What? Oh… uh, yeah,” the man shrugged.“Yeah, I ha... that same problem. Bad dreams?”“You could say that. They keep waking me up.”“I know what you mean. I would always be surrounded in darkness with voices screaming in my ears and a bright red light overhead.”The manager’s hand came to a dead stop and he pulled it free from Jason’s grip. “Huh… that sounds… pretty creepy.” “What are your dreams like?”“What? Oh, I. A yelp of pain escaped from the captive girl's throat, followed quickly by a choking sob. She pulled at the restraints around her wrists and ankles, her vaginal muscles pushing against the smooth steel cylinder, trying to dislodge the object Sarah had shoved into her body, her attempts causing the clamps to tug cruelly on her cunt lips.Sarah grabbed a small penlight and pointed it towards Chastity's exposed cervix. She knelt down, gave it a cursory examination, then stood up. Her expression. „Sure“, she said and we went inside, and as soon as we were sitting on the couch, we started making out. It didn't take long for her to open my pants and start sucking, all the while her boyfriend was watching us Through the window and sipping on his beer. At first it felt kind of strange. but then I let myself go and all of a sudden it even turned me on to know that the guy was watching and that their teenage k**s might bust us. My cock was harder than ever and she kept sucking it good while I. She pulled an ottoman, (a type of bedroom chest), into the middle of the floor and told me to lay down on it. I was on my knees, my body draped over the ottoman, my hands cuffed and in front of me. I felt a smack on my buttocks, then another, it stung! She told me tostand up and remove my panties as she couldn’t get a good hit at my arse. I stood up and dropped the panties to the floor, my hard on sticking out like a beacon, she bent down and kissed my knob, then took my cock into her mouth,.