“Well, that deserves a punishment.” He walks towards me with something in his hands. He orders me to sit still, and immediately blindfolds me. I h...ar him moving around, opening draws. I tentatively lift a blindfold and he catches me. “What did I tell you?” he barks. He roughly turns me over and orders me onto my knees. He spanks me again and with every spank I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter. “Fuck me!” I beg. “Are you telling me what to do, whore?” Still unable to see, I feel him. Sort of. It's like you're talking into a tube from far away." "Do you remember what happened?" I was in the Lab, my compound failed and exploded." "Yes you were near it when the explosion occurred. You suffered a concussion, three broken ribs and a broken leg not to mention severe flash damage to your optic nerves." "Am I blind?" he asked. "We don't believe so Trevor, but we bandaged your eyes just to be safe. I'd like to take them off now and have a look. I'll ask or Optical specialist Dr.. Tracey? What you doing on here!! This place is full of creeps looking for some fun, especially this time of night... You still look amazing I see. Well I fell asleep and forgot about it until I had a message notification latter the next day. She had replied. For a few days we sent small talk messages catching up and putting the worlds to right. It turned out her son still lived at home and her ex walked out on her a few years ago, but she hadn’t dated since. I suggested we go out sometime but. He pulled it out and watched as her vaginal muscles clenched and unclenched, seeking its now-missing intruder. Gregg brought his finger to his face, inhaling the musky aroma. He tentatively stuck out his tongue and tasted her juices off his finger. The small taste sent a wave of pleasure through his body. He couldn't explain why, but he thought that this must be the kind of rush junkies get when the shoot up.Cleaning off the rest of her juices from his finger, he wet his middle finger also and.