His eyes briefly meet mine, then dart away. He’s nervous. That makes me bolder. “I’ve heard things, but only from other people. Never from you. ...’ve heard that you’ve made comments to some of the guys about things you’d like to do to me in the theaters after hours.” “I may have made some comments,” he says, looking at the floor. “I’m sorry.” “Are you really sorry?” I step away from him, backing towards the door. His eyes dart to mine, alarmed. I wonder why…is he afraid I’m leaving? Or afraid. ”There was no intense passionate need to have sex as soon as the door closed, we weren’t hot heedless lovers so Shelby and I left the room to get some dinner. I wanted to fuck her yes, but ripping our clothes off wasn’t what we needed or felt. Our desire was more casual, simmering, waiting for the right moment.We found a small diner and settled into a booth near the back so we could talk without neighbors. The conversation quickly became intimate as we talked about our past.“You remember Mark. The top of it was as large as a ten seater dining table. I was told to lay down on my back and my wrists and ankles were shackled into the leather and metal restraints putting me in a complete “X” position.My head lay on a small leather pillow almost completely flat against the old hard wood. He circled me, checking over my shackled wrists & ankles making me wriggle and shift in anticipation of what was ahead. The largest of the leather floggers was selected off the wall and kissed my skin from. But before we get started, will sex be necessary? Because if it is, I need to okay it with Joey and Suzi first.”My dad let out a frustrated sigh and said, “Tim, you’re my son. My empire is getting too large for me to maintain by myself. There will be times I may need you to act on my behalf, and for the duration of the workshop and the lessons later, you’re going to need to have sex. If you’re going to have volunteer sex slaves for you, Joey and Suzi to use so they can understand our world,.