The same person then proceeds to remove my running shoes and socks. The giggles are now more profound as they observe my pink painted toenails (which ... never planned to display in public). All of my belongings are collected in a green plastic bag and thrown in a park garbage container. A heavy chain is hooked to my scrotum ring as I am blindfolded as well as hooded. I am led away by the scrotum leash, about 500 steps where I am tossed in the back of a van.We drive for what seems like 2 hours.. I just laid there mildly enjoying it and started getting fully erect. He wasn't going fast at first and I enjoyed his lips sliding up and down my cock. He'd stop occasionally and lick my cock and then take it back in his mouth. I didn't think he'd want me to cum in his mouth so I let my moans tell him where I was. Then he sped up a little with deep strokes. I could feel the head of my cock rubbing against Bill's tongue and hitting the back of his throat. When I was almost there, I told him, "I. ” She sat down on the little sofa in our bedroom and said, “Now come over here and present yourself for inspection.” I walked over in front of her and stood ready as if I was actually being inspected. “Relax, a bit, Andrea…but just a bit.” I relaxed, and I began to feel her hands sliding up my arms, then down my shoulders. “Unbutton your blouse.” I did, and her hands were running around my now smooth chest and belly. Her hands then slipped down to my ankles and began travelling up my legs.. "I tried to walk gracefully down the stairs but stumbled a little."Wow," Dad said. "They have finally found a role for my pantywaist son!"I started to cry."You look quite the Queen," he said making no attempt to console me andgoing into his bedroom and slamming the door.Mum went in to see him and I heard them shouting at each other. Shewanted him to try being in my shoes and he made plain what he felt aboutthat.Eventually the storm blew over and Dad accepted that I was going to spendmy.