He didn’t even know a man that would have taken that kind of a shot at him, let alone a sub. He could feel her hands shaking as he unlocked the chai...s holding her to the bed. As he unlocked the first one he snapped a cuff around it. As he unlocked the chain from her other wrist he pulled her arms behind her back and handcuffed them together. Her whole body was trembling and as he stood her in front of him a tear slowly slid down her face. To her credit she had not uttered a sound. Do you. Again, I thought, frat parties haven't changed!Donna and I soon were drinking, talking and dancing with Zeke, Debby and more of the partiers. We were having a great time - and I was getting pretty trashed. Every time my cup was even half empty, someone brought me a fresh refill.All of the guys kept ogling us, and as we danced, some got a little bolder and were grabbing out asses or copping quick feels of our boobs. I didn't mind, the more buzzed I got the more turned on I got.And despite the. “Hey!” Zoey said under her breath so her parents wouldn’t hear.“Hey to you too.” Dylan shouted up to Zoey.“Shut up! My dad will hear you!” Zoey said under her breath once again.“Sorry.” Dylan said back to Zoey as she had instructed him too. “How the hell am I gonna get up there?” He paused for a few seconds, “Wait I have an idea…” He whispered up to Zoey. Zoey’s room was on the second floor and was at least thirty feet from where Dylan had been standing. Then, Dylan started to sprint away from. For whatever reason (call it romanticism, false morality, or weird thinking) they had not really had full intercourse until their wedding night. And the amazing thing was that fucking, along with the other intimate things they had done with each other, had only gotten better and better. Even as they often watched their married friends drift apart in their sexual lives, they seemed to find the magic that even the gods envy. From that first thrilling but obviously inept union on their wedding.