]“We had one date. I don’t think that really qualifies as a relationship, particularly with a panty waste like him. He was such a wuss! Never made...a single forward move with me. Blame those postmodern assholes with their confusing messages about consent and sexual aggression. They really fucked society over for a while there. No wonder the population dropped so radically. Trust me, this guy’s a wimp, plain and simple! A waste of good Y chromosomes, rather short on testosterone, if you ask me,”. “Good afternoon miss, delivery for Samantha, may I come in?” She led him into the house and into the living room. Tyrone put the package on the coffee table, and the bags by the chair. He sat down and grinned, “I’m waiting sissy.” Samantha got on her hands and knees and licked her lips, “Can I suck your cock please?” in a seductive voice. He smiled, “I thought you’d never ask bitch.” He unzipped his pants and pulled Samantha closer to his semi erect black member. She couldn’t take her eyes off. She gave me more of those Pills"Bring them on," I said quaffing down the pills.Fred seemed stand-offish at first. Something was bugging him, and I keptcatching him staring at me, his face adorned with a sort of wonderment.Something was playing out here, and I could not figure it!At one point I thought Fred was going to start crying.Daphne, was completely in sync, walking with Fred every emotional step,and he put his arm around me and said "She reminds me so much of her andthose treasured times. Panic starts to set in as I try to raise my head off the table and realize whatever is covering my eyes is also holding my head firmly in place. As I begin to struggle against my bindings I also become aware that my legs are also pinned down as so I can not even bend my knees.I cry out for help or at least try to as the only sounds I hear are muffled and garbled. About this time I notice the pain in my jaw as I can feel a rigid metal ring in my mouth. I try to push it out but it is tightly.