Remnants of his High School days, where he sat in one of the corners and watched people, he realized that she stared him directly in the eyes, with ho...low eyes; that her voice wasn't calm but rather a monotone and that her features were expressionless. This both intrigued and attracted him, and subconsciously he decided he wanted to get to know this woman and why she showed no emotion.After their initial introductions conversation flowed freely as she guided them (after confirming with James. Her hands were placed in long cloth restraint cuffs that came about half-way up... down... to her elbows.Then her ankles were strapped to a big, square spreader bar that looked like a 4X4 fence post except it was made of metal. She was standing on top of it and her feet were in these thick cloth boot sort of restraints that held her tight to the metal bar. Master told me that the purpose of the bar of metal was so that the carousel rider would drop immediately to the bottom of the tank.The way. Will I get to meet your parents someday?”“Yes, absolutely,” I said, though I worried a bit about my mom, as always.“Are you doing anything tomorrow?” she asked.“I don’t have any plans.”“Good. Maybe we can do something. We can talk about that later, though.”“What did your dad say to you?” I asked.“Not much. He does like you, but of course he’d be a lot happier if you were going to our church or one like it.”“That’s not likely, and you know it, for a bunch of reasons. The ‘Holy Rollers’ table. The man swings his legs out of bed and smiles at me, his smileturns to a grin when he sees my raging hardon. He stands walks to my bedand then kneels between my legs taking my cock in his mouth. Withinminutes I am shooting my sissy juice into his mouth. He looks up at me asmy soft cock slips from his mouth, he grins a wicked grin and licking hislips stands up. His rock hard cock sways before my lips. I open my mouthand suck it. Much like me he does not last long and soon I am tastinghis creamy.