So we drive over there roll up a couple of bs and get the party started.. im smoked out laying on the couch when the boss jus comes right up to me and...pulls my cock out in front of everyone and starts to suck it. i was loving it when everyone were watching.. but of course we had to leave cause one of the lesbians wanted to go to bed cause she had to be to work the next morning.. They asked if we would run her boss to her car at the bar and me and my twin agreed.. so off we went when the boss. If you can't bring the anvil to the man, then bring the man to the anvil," Gregor said with a grin."Thank you for understanding, sir," Fred said.Chuckling at the ironic tone in Fred's voice, Sid and Gregor walked towards the shed where the blacksmith equipment was located. Gregor held up his wrists and said, "I shall remember this day for the rest of my life." How long were you enslaved?" Six weeks," Gregor answered."Why the chains?" Sid asked."They figured that I was a little too proud to stay. Girls have a messier way of knowing, but we don't tell boys about that.Girls love or hate their boobs, usually at the same time. I wasn't small, but I wasn't a cow, either. I was bigger than a lot of the girls in my high school, and while I heard a lot of little catty remarks about that, usually from envy, when a girl showed some maturity she realized it was just the hand I'd been dealt. I could have made them bigger, but I was saving that money for college.There's more. A woman's breasts are. God what a rush that was, to finally hear his voice, it was as I imagined, deep and strong. I was in my 30’s, he in his 40’s. I had never been involved “real life” in Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, Masochism or BDSM as it’s more frequently called. I only had fantasies that I had discovered while pursuing the internet. My quest for knowledge was insatiable for a time; I even read the “Beauty” series written by Anne Rice under the pseudonym A. N. Roquelaure, which of course are pure fantasy.