"How are you feeling?" He put one arm over my shoulders. "Terrible," I mumbled. "Remind me to never take you out again." He chuckled. "Was I that bad?... I asked. He nodded his head. "You were jumping on the tables, kicking chairs over, screaming at the bartender..." My mouth dropped in shock. "I'm just kidding, Em!"I slapped his arm. Soon I found myself slowly sinking into his lap. I was absolutely knackered. "Looks like somebody needs some sleep." My father stood up off of the sofa, before. I tried to move but found my wrists had been tied to the bedposts byfishnet tights or stockings like the ones I was wearing and my legs hadalso been spread and tied down. I was therefore powerless to stop thiswoman inserting my penis into her and riding me, even if I had wanted to.I was exhausted at the end of this session and lay there helplessly as mylimp penis slipped out of her and she left for the bathroom still wearingthe ski mask. I drifted off to sleep.I don't know how long I had. ’ Emily slipped her arm through mine and led me to the outside world which was in mid-summer half light as the late sun set. We walked in silence towards the party which was being held in Eleanor’s house. The front door was open and the sounds of partying were audible some way away. I followed Emily up the three steps to the door watching her backside moving and we entered, following the noise until we were among the celebrants. We didn’t stay together at first but we shared glances and I felt. ”My finger slowly circles around your mound, pressing the cotton material against your sex. With a flick of my finger, I drag it up over your clit and bring my finger to my lips.You know I can taste you on my finger as you watch me. I push my middle finger into my mouth, sucking on it, savouring this first illicit taste.“You are so delicious,” I whisper. “Follow me.”I hold my breath as I turn and walk off, heading towards the bathrooms. I’m hoping you follow as I imagine the conflict in your.