"Have you ever played with bondage?" she asked."Yes," he said."As dom or sub?" There was a twinkle in her eye."Dom usually. Sub occasionally." Mike's ...lways been the dom, but tonight I am tying him to a chair. Come with me," she said.Bill followed her down the hall to the master bedroom where Mike stood at attention by a large and imposing straight chair. He was naked except for briefs and leather restraints buckled around his ankles and wrists. Short chains dangled from the D-rings on the. Was I gay? Was this who I was? But if I was gay why did I love eating pussy? "I-I want to try.." I surprised myself, what the fuck was I doing?!"Good.. Turn around and bend over, just like before.. Okay?" He was calm and gentle "Okay son?" I turned around and bent, just like before.. "L-like this?.." I managed to speak. "Yeah, son. Just like that.."He put his hand on my hip and moved up behind me, I swallowed hard, my heart racing.. "Don't worry son, I've got a condom, okay?" I nodded, hearing. He couldn’t get his eyes to focus before she stood up or his mind to wrap around anything coherent. He leaned against the kitchen counter and tried to find his balance again. Eventually, he focused on her face. She was smiling softly, pleasure with herself and him reflected in her deep green eyes. ‘That was great, baby.’ The hard look insinuated itself in her expression all over again. Calculating and cynical, she grinned, showing all of her teeth. ‘Feel better now, chief?’ ‘Why do you have to. He circles his tongue at the base of the head, feeling the two curves where it comes together before the urethra, then he slowly pushes his head forward. He only has its head in his mouth, his lips are closed around the crown. He smears it with saliva and pushes forward. Tries to go as deep as he can and he knows exactly how it must feel, how that anonymous man's cock feels in his warm, wet and wanting mouth. The head slides slickly against his tongue as he pushes forward as much as he can,.