You’re wearing a cheap pair of panties and a tight white t-shirt I can almost see through. Your lying on your back in the middle of the bed. The rop... running form your arms your legs is forcing you to arch your back push breast out, Your nipples are rub against the scratchy fabric of the cheap T making them poke up at me. You’re blind folded and lying there and I just sit there for a minute watching you struggle a little. When claim down, I walk to the bed. You feel my weight on the bed I move. She had come to enjoy this sensation, the secret exposure to the elements and often waited for his request for such attire or lack of it. The compliance to his wish also brought her a new sense of achievement , knowing she had pleased him and would be rewarded as well. But was also quite embarrassing when he asked for a report of the experience and then consequently coerced her into admitting the pleasure and arousal she had derived from it. He seemed to enjoy these little “interrogations” as. I pull one more time against the restraints but it’s no good and I simply fall back onto the bed pitifully"Please" Do you understand rule number one Adam? i say looking at him in the face, waiting to see if he will raise his eyes to mineI look up, careful to avoid her eyes letting mine rest on her collorbone and nod"I understand" I say, hopeful that she will stop the pain and relese me, then I can make a break for it“Good” I smile “now as a reward I will give you something your enjoy,”I move. I wanted to make sure though."Are you upset?" Of course not. I am just so thankful to your friends. They love you enough to watch out for you."I nodded."I should probably make some phone calls," I said.She nodded, and kissed me on the forehead. "I'll see what I can do about getting you something to eat."I smiled, "Thanks mom, you're the best."She left.I kicked the covers aside to get out of bed.The second I stood up, I ran to the bathroom to puke.I started crying like I always did when I threw.