He insisted on personally putting iton me and when I looked down I could see it sparkling against my throat. Even when we left the restaurant the nigh... still wasn't over. A horse-drawn carriage arrived and drove us together through the park to a picnicground by the lake. It was a beautiful summer evening and the moon wasfull. Sam opened a bottle of champagne which the carriage driver hadbrought for us and a violinist came to serenade us. I felt utterlytransported. When we were ready Sam. “You naughty girl,” she admonished softly. “We can’t have you running around with soaked panties, can we? Take them off, and put them on the console in front of you.” My heart was racing a mile a minute now. “Yes, Ma’am.” The eroticism of the command left me tingling all over, and my voice was little more than a whisper. My shaking hands wiggled the string down my hips, and I had to move awkwardly to get the back string from between my bum cheeks. Getting it over my high heels proved to be. I liked the longer term bondage alone because it allowed me to drift of into some altered state. In addition I told Cindy that I really liked being gagged so that everything was in her hands and I would have no influence on her decisions. And finally I liked the feeling of having my head totally encased in the tight ace bandage with no sight and limited hearing. After that, my Wednesday afternoon piano lesson bondage became my favorite and clearly involved the strictest bondage I would endure. ”Doug was well trained. He did the breast play that he knew his mom liked, and then ate her wet pussy for ten minutes; even managing to bring her off again when he used two fingers to excite her G-spot. He’d been carefully educated in the ways to please a woman – one woman in particular, his mother.The deal was that he was sworn to complete secrecy about their affair. He couldn’t brag to any of his friends, not that he would want to. The disastrous downsides had been explained and emphasized to.