Do you want to meet?" she sounded as nervous as me.I took a deep breath. "I do. Not like this. It's late. I've been drinking. I'm in my damn monkey su...t. Sometime. Soon. But not tonight Ok?"She chuckled. "Thank God. I'm a horror right now. You'd run screaming. Soon?" Soon. And for the record? I'd never run." Next Friday? I have a thing I have to go to. I could use a handsome date."A chill ran down my back. Meet her? Face-to-face? Friday? Could I?She must have been concerned with my lack of. One of them, the one that I assumed was the oldest asked, "How old are you honey?" Twenty-one," I answered in a trembling voice."You sound scared," one of them said. "Are you scared?"I shrugged and said, "It is my first time, I'm pretty nervous."One of them spotted my wedding ring and asked, "Does your husband know that you are doing this?"I blushed even more deeply and shook my head.One of them asked, "Are you a prostitute?"I quickly exclaimed, "No!"He wasn't satisfied though and he asked,. My feet were bound together up to my knees with cling film. (Try it, especially around a woman's body with her breasts thrust upward). I had been lightly whipped with a tassel on a silken rope. It becomes unbearable for me after only a short while. This time though, Jenni had her own agenda to run to and instead of stopping when I nodded, she switched to my genitals. The pain of the many strings of the tassel, whipping my cock and balls soon had me whimpering. I pleaded with my eyes for her to. We don’t have a doggone thing here in the house. Oh yeah, I love you like no one has ever loved before.’ She leaned down to kiss me before telling me, ‘I know. Aren’t I lucky?’ She pulled my naked body with her to the shower. I don’t know how much actual washing we did, but we sure as Hell had a great time doing it. I was barely able to keep the bandages on my arm dry. I was still dripping wet when I let Lady out. Jennie handed me a towel before walking back to dress. She couldn’t avoid.