My friend is attempting to talk to me, but I have nothing to say. I tell him that I have to sleep, I have to go home. He consents, and says that he wi...l go home as well. I begin the walk down Pape Street, people staring at me. I must be quite obvious. I can’t tell how long I’ve been tripping, but it feels like hours. I look up, and see The Danforth lights in the distance, but have to look down quickly again, terrified. I try to comfort myself, tell myself that I am fine, that I am almost home,. I shut my eyes and bit down on my other arm to muffle my moans. Tears streamed down the sides of my head, towards my ears, but I couldn’t stop. My hips came off the sheets while I pressed my palm against my clit and vigorously fingered my g-spot as if I was trying to start a fire with the friction.I kicked off my pants and underwear and spread my legs wide. My door was unlocked. My blanket on the floor somewhere. There would be no hiding if someone barged in, alarmed by the sounds I was surely. As well as showing off the head harness, gag and shackles, Liz had also been told to get herself into a maid's uniform and, in some ways, that had been the most humiliating part of the forfeit for Liz.At first Liz had thought she'd be able to get something mail order or off the Internet but Hannah had vetoed the idea. "Oh no!" she'd said. "You can go and buy one over the counter. There's a workwear place downtown that specializes in all that sort of stuff. You make sure that you turn up dressed. It had only been a a few days since my first Gay experience and it was with the dad of my friend! The big, burly, hairy thick cocked, dad of my friend! Now we were sending sexy, nude videos of ourselfs to each other. I asked him what what he would like to see, I was feeling brave and very sensual. “I loved seeing your ass! Putt your fingers inside for me.” Like a giddy school girl, more accurately, a giddy school boy, I raced through their house (I was staying at their house for the week).