The information material discussed the association structure, purpose, training services and fees. The fees for training services were on a sliding...scale based on ability to pay. However, if a participant was unable to pay for training experiences, then credits could be accumulated by being a training subject for someone else’s session. For new participants, the first session was always complimentary. To help participants review, critique and learn from a session, a custom video is made of. And this is my 1st story in iss like to share my experience with u so kindly ignore all mistakes.So coming to story.It was 14th of Jan,next day was pongal so my dad use to give sweets,rice to her sisters.As I cant take all the stuffs by myself my dad called his brother to me he is chithapa(uncle) .So we booked a cab from my home I started by loading all the stuffs in the car.It was 10 mins travel to reach my chithapa home.I reached there,and to my surprise my chithi and her kids were waiting. He eased up and began to fuck my mouth. This only went on for a minute or so and he stood me up. He attached my hands to the sling so I was spread eagle standing up. He sucked on my nipples a little and then I felt something entering my mouth. It was a weed pipe. I took two big hits and he took it away. He detached my hands from their current position and told me to get in the sling. He reached them to the other set of chains and put my feet into some stirrups. I was now laying bound and masked. I raised my eyebrows as if to convey my thoughts of, “I don’t know”. French custom spared intervention as the lights came up for intermission. We all adjourned to the lobby, Muriel and Collette lit cigarettes and talked about the film as if nothing unusual had happened and possibly as far as they were concerned, nothing had. I grabbed Laine’s hand and we went to get something to drink before returning to our seats. Neither Muriel or Collette came back after the intermission. We were both.