With gentle, controlled thrusts he started rubbing his shaft against them. Though paralyzed, the toes didn’t seem unyielding. Retained most of their...flexibility, they moved back and forth along with the thrusts, as if responding willingly. Simon was already grunting with pleasure. The pulleys began creaking again, the swaying plaster cast gathering momentum. Simon turned aside, feeling ashamed of himself. The girl looked more helpless than ever with her plastered leg swaying like a drunken. In the centre was a chair. Some rope.A thump to the base of my skull turned everything black.~~~Convention dictates that megalomaniacs taunt their captives, deliver exposition about their nefarious plans then leave the hero in a seemingly impossible situation from which they escape to save the day. Groggily awakening tied naked to the chair with said megalomaniac gliding her pantyless crotch up and down my raging shaft wasn't exactly in the baddie manual.I groaned. My head hurt and I flexed the. I'm sorry about having him come in here. I just wish he would get all his shit out in one day. I think he's just doing it on purpose to talk about Stacey and get me pissed off."Tori walked closer to her brother putting her hand on his shoulder. "Hey bro don't let him get to you. Look I tell you what. Let's go to that party tonight and show them that you could care less if they are together."Derrick looked into his pretty sister's eyes. "You think that's a good idea?"She smiled. "Yup! I sure do.. I know it’s only six thirty but tonight is my night. He generally has a lot to say, and I know I will be desperate to get off the phone. I dip into the wine and water and even pour myself another pint.Its seven thirty and David is still fucking talking. Doesn’t he have dinner to attend? But he does, at last, say that he’s hungry and needs to eat. I tell him he must go and eat and not to call back because I will be having an early night. If only he knew. He seems to accept my excuse and I put.