.. anyway. My third night out, I went to sleep in mytent and woke up -- somewhere else."I was lying on a bed or stretcher or something. I was naked,...with nosheet or blanket or anything, but the place was warm enough that Ididn't feel cold. I had an oxygen cannula in my nose, an IV in myarm, and a catheter in my penis, and there was some kind of apparatusstrapped to my head -- I couldn't see what it looked like. And Icouldn't move, though there weren't any visible restraints. My bodyjust. I instinctively reached out towards his leg to push back. Not before long, he was pretty much in as far as he was going to get and he reached out and began playing with my nipples as we established a rhythm.I kept moaning loudly and the old sofa bed was shaking and rattling and loud rattling and squeaks could be heard throughout the tiny trailer as Bruce really got into a fucking rhythm. The initial pain I felt was intense and severe but eventually was replaced by ecstatic pleasure. I kept. Done yet?So… Wonder how in the hell I could fuck anyone, including your mother, in front of you without you batting an eye?Yeah. I know. You must be freaking out right now.Well… That ring is the key. I do not know how it is even possible, and I don’t think any of the previous users of the ring knew it, at least not the ones I heard about. It seems that this ring has some kind of magical properties. I call it the “Affirmative Ring”.Over the years I have experimented a lot with it. I might not. My parents were pretty conservative and growing up I was too. All my life I've been about good grades and superb behavior. That all changed when I went to college. I applied for USC in California. I liked its school mainly because it was close to the beach and had a great Young Republicans program. My mom told me I got accepted into the college. I was extactic and pumped up ready to go. Mom gave me the run down on what she expected from me. School semester was over. It was Christmas break. My.