If you're not okay with that, don't continue reading. If you are, tell me you are reading.)My eyes open, but the world is dark. Wherever I am, the lig...ts are not on. The smell of mold, and the rank of dampness fills my nostrils as I realize that I am in pain. A cold, thick, metal seems to be tied tightly around my arms and legs. I am not touching the ground, and my weight is forcing me down on the metal chains. I feel like it is cutting into me, but I can't be sure. I let out a low moan of. His cock was already straining painfully against its cage, but less sothan in the beginning. Due to how gradually this change was going Markdidn't really notice. he just slipped between his new sheets withoutthinking anything of it.The sheets felt electrifying and so very good against his smooth skin.It was strange, he would have never thought sheets could feel good. Healso couldn't shake the thought that Ms. Prince had slept and probablyhad sex and masturbated between these very sheets.At any. It's my most valued possession and you've made me the happiest man in the universe by doing this for me do you even realize how much a priceless piece of pussy such as this one we're holding hands inside means to this man? I'm humbled. I can assure you that out of every other basic bitch's plain old one trick pony of a pussy there's not a single one I'll ever trade this one in for and that I promise you on my own cock and balls and everyone I love. I am content with just this and even after. In any case, Mom told me that Livy was coming to visit the old folks and would be staying with us in the spare bedroom. I was overjoyed. I mean, the way my luck was going she would be licking my balls the first night she was here. I could dream anyway.No such luck. Livy was friendly enough. We were a loving family. But I got no vibes that she was interested in me in that way, you know? Oh well, I still had my hand and my memories of Aunt Polly and Livy's mom, Aunt Jen. They would carry me.