Beautiful," A man's voice sighed. "You have been haunting me all day!" In turn Ryoko simply stared, too stunned for a moment to speak."What the hell?"...Her mind however found the moment to gape.Her surprised only escalated when feeling her mouth move and hearing a voice that was clearly not her own exit!"Have I now?" Ryoko heard it coyly reply. "You've not suffered greatly I hope?" What?" Her thoughts took a turn to stutter. "Did I just... ?"Even as Ryoko's captive eyes watched as the face,. “What are you going to do to me?” she asked, looking like she was on the verge of tears. “Shut the fuck up, and take off your clothes,” I told her with a slap across the face. She reluctantly obeyed me. As she did I opened up my duffel bag and first toot out the duck tape. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. I tapped her arms behind her back. “Please, don’t hurt me,” she begged.“Oh, I’m going to hurt you plenty,” I informed her as I put the ball gag in her mouth. Once that was. I was a first semester sophomore in college. I met a fellow sophomore, Katie, at a favorite bar and we hit it off. The bar led to an afterhours apartment party, and fortunately we kept each other mutually interested (despite the usual distractions) for the afterhours party to lead us back to her apartment. I was going to walk her back for safety reasons whether she invited me in or not. Thankfully, she did invite me in. It was easily 3:45 in the morning, and we started kissing. Kissing led to. Maybe the fact that I had not had an orgasm in six months was also a reason.I looked at her with pleading eyes and my eyes suddenly welled with tears. I felt useless pathetic and helpless in her presence and crying felt so natural. It was my way of showing her how devoted I am to her as well as how broken I felt“Oh, poor baby. Don’t cry. Mommy is here to release you from that hook,” she said smiling lovingly at me. She called herself mommy mostly when she was in a pleasant and kind mood. That.