"Of course, I remember you, silly," she said breezily. "How could I forget?"The gist of the conversation was that she agreed to go out with me after I...got off work that night. It would be a late-night date, but after a few years in my job, I had learned where the hot spots are that cater to the true night owls.To say Stella was stunning when I went to pick her up would be an understatement. She was wearing a clingy dress of a shimmery material, with a purple and black design. Like the night. Generally Sera found Thomas's friends a little dull, though this party, by it's very nature, proved that this was not the case here. Fancy dress was not something that Sera was often drawn to.He was a pirate. Loose long hair and a fake gold earring. His leather hat had a long black tassel dangling from it as well as a few beads. As for the rest, it was loose non-descript trousers, various layers of ripped and baggy shirts, a wide belt and a sword. The sword looked fairly harmless, and it was. I could hear his measured breathing. In fact?I remember everything suddenly getting quiet. The only sound I heard was the nylon rasp of ropes turning into knots, over and over.Time just seemed to stand still, except for the growing tightness of those ropes. They felt tighter and tighter, and I felt paralyzed. I didn’t know what to think, why Dan was doing this. What was he doing to me! I wanted to scream. To protest. Instead I just stayed silent and felt myself being captured. I felt weak and. Not really. At first, he spent all of his time diddling my clit and playing with my pussy lips. Hey, dont forget about that sexy little piss-hole mound of yours, Ray said, as he rubbed his fingertip back and forth against that small, puffed-out, spongy mound of flesh that supports my weird-looking urethral opening. Im pretty sure he felt that out too, Ray chimed in. Yeah, he sure did. But what Art was doing was driving me crazy! I didnt understand how on earth a guy could be feeling out the.