E turned out to be devoted to urine, in fact a caption, the first he had seen in Oliver`s neat hand, said as a title inside the cover ‘taking the pi...s!’ it was as the thing said, just that, one and sometimes two cocks watering a lightly clad upper body, neck and occasionally tongue. F however concentrated on urine going into her body, through all three orifices, her face not once showing distaste for the fetish. And in fact, looking as though she relished the feelings. G and H were bondage, H. ”I gulped. This was definitely not what I was looking for. It was sleazy. “What if I want more than that?”“But you don’t want more. You just think you’re supposed to want more. Did you hear yourself earlier? You told me you don’t like being tied down. And look at you, look at how your body responded to being my sex slave.”He quickly reached down and knocked my thighs apart. Before I could register what he was doing his fingers were inside me and my back was arched. Holy shit, I gasped as he. All she could find was a single towel, no Kurt. She wrapped the towel around herself covering her flushed breasts and headed to the front. The desk was empty and the front door had been locked. Kurt would be making his evening cleanup rounds before leaving. Cindy went to his office to surprise him, but it was locked. Then she thought, 'If Kurt is locking up the workmen must be gone.' She headed for the door to men's lockers with an excited bounce in her step. She rearranged the towel to wrap. I didn't say you could cum did I?" He said.I shook my head. I had, against all odds, been good so far. His hands stroked across my body, gently caressed my breasts, shoulders and neck. I moved towards his touch loving the tenderness I could feel. I smiled behind the gag and blindfold and began to relax again. Then, without warning, my nipples were pinched really hard. I gasped in pain and tried to scream, but all I could manage was a muffled objection. I flung my hips up to try and wriggle.