"This technique protects your property, until you are ready to use it," she explains. As she now attaches a thin lead to the head of my constrained co...k, she pronounces that my movements are now totally under the control of whoever holds the lead. She passes it to one lady, encouraging her to take me for a short walk around the room, displaying my obedience. Some of the ladies start to laugh, and soon there is much amusement as I am forced to pick up my pace, turn, even jump. "You may not want. I shrug off the sleeves and let it fall to my hips. I love the feeling of your hands running all over my body, from my back to my tits, to my waist, pushing my dress down to the floor. You stop kissing and take a small step back to look at me, standing in my underwear. Then you pull me close and whisper in my ear- “you’re fucking hot.” I’m surprised by this, in a good way. I laugh quietly, and undo your trousers, pulling them down to your thighs. Your boxers can hardly contain that huge cock. Are we clear on that soldier?" Crystal, sir." So, you can to be totally honest with me. Completely honest with me. Your life is at stakehere." Yes, sir."***Bobby was shaken awake screaming."Bobby, it's okay! You were just having a nightmare."Bobby's T-shirt was damp and he was breathing heavily. Had he shouted out Sissy's name? He searched his sister's and Eric's faces. "Honey, could you get him a glass of water?" Sure."As if he wasn't under enough stress. Now he had to worry about his. We lived on the first floor of a block of flats and Sam had the ground-floor flat beneath us. We had been here for a couple of years since we got married, and Sam must have moved in about a year after that. He seemed a nice enough guy: slender, softly spoken, polite, and a little shy. At our summer BBQ in the shared garden area we chatted about this and that the way you do at such parties. He told me he was a freelance writer and worked from home. Features stuff mainly, magazines and technical.