We all sat down and had a couple more glasses of cherry vodka. Things mellowed out and my wife announced she was ready for bed. As she got ready for...bed Denise and I sat on the couch and began to kiss. Her lips were so soft and our tongues probed deeply into each others mouth. I began to feel her small B cup breast and she responded by rubbing my rock hard cock still trapped inside my Levis. When my wife came out she announced we could all sleep in the same bed because after all it is a. She looked at her three lovers, and seeing them beginning to wilt, she continued forcefully, “And you bullies leave my Loves alone. They are going as soon as I get my farewell kiss. We have a wedding to prepare for.”These events proved one thing frequently tested, but not with the same level of success. The mechanism to force the instant departure of Heroes and pregnant Damsels was not always on automatic pilot. There was discretion. Perhaps the keys were sufficient advanced warning and more. "What proposal is that Chris?" Sara asked pretending she didnt know.Chris blushed as he made eye contact with her. "About... um chastity," hestuttered looking down."Oh. You mean about me locking your little pee pee in a cage? Mmm. I meani thought about it a little. As much as it deserved. Lol." Sara giggledbetween bites. "I mean why shouldn't we try it. Not like that littlething has ever done anything for me other than dribble cummies on me. Buti still don't understand how locking up that dinky. Maybe I can help with that? Fuck the party, let's have our own. Just one rule. I make the rules." A little smile appeared on his face, and his cock twitched a bit. "What's the first rule dude?" "The first rule is: you call me Sir." Not gonna lie, this is kinda when I realized how intense my dominant side is. :) It's been growing ever since. Anyways, we got things started with tying the tie around his eyes, so he couldn't see anything. Then I went and found some rope in his garage. I came back.