...Excuse me, what?"Love advice?" The younger version of me chuckled, before teasing, "Oooh~ Don't tell me you found yourself a girlfriend, John?" Sor... of. Not really." You began to explain, "Actually, I kind of need help... trying to get someone to become my girlfriend. There's a girl I... I have a crush on."This... This didn't happen the first time... I never remembered it going down like this.Why didn't you lock the door? Why weren't you acting erratic and guilty?"Oh, this ought to be good.". He was quite adamant that we must not enroll you so you could be sent back to high school where you belong. I'm afraid I had to tell him three or four times that having passed the Abitur means that you are a high school graduate. I also tried to tell him it's not the first time we have used an Abitur as proof of high school graduation, and that your score on it was the highest that we've ever seen." She shook her head and continued, "I'm afraid I couldn't get through to him very well. He. .. I don't know, Pete," she stammered, her voice tinged with fear and uncertainty. Joan was caught in her own trap with no idea of just how far I would let Dave go."I have to admit, the thought has crossed my mind," Dave interjected. He knew what was going on, and he was right where he wanted to be."Well, I didn't hear Joan object. So, go ahead. I won't stop you," I declared, thinking (In for a penny, in for a pound), let's see how far my slut wife lets Dave go!Dave moved his hands forward and. Mistress uses the wrench to tighten the nut. She tugged onthe cage and wouldn't come off.Mistress said, "Perfect. You will not get hard unless I allowed it. Timefor the next step."Mistress asked her assistant to hand the gas mask to her. The gas maskwas black and gp5 style. Mistress slowly pulled the gas mask over my baldhead. The mask engulfed my head. I smelled the leather from the mask. Ifeel myself trying to get hard,but no avail. My cock was strainingagainst its new captor.The assistant.