I went into the dining room and picked up a chair. I brought it back into the living room.Susan was sitting on the sofa. "Put the chair down and sit d...wn," she commanded.I put the chair down in front of the sofa and sat down. Susan got up and walked out of the room. I heard her come back into the room."Put your hands behind the chair."I put my arms behind the chair. I felt Susan tying my wrists together. She tied my wrists to one of the slats in the back of the chair. She stepped around, and. In short by sharing these all to me I realized she is not happy in her married life and just continuing that life for her family status like all couples do. I was very keen to meet her and give her all pleasures in her life but was afraid to approach her. So I told her about my person all details like am still single and I will get married in 2 years and I have lots of doubts about married life wanted to clear all and asked help from her. She laughed and said she will help. So I started to ask. My desire to find out if the fictional stories she wrote would turn out to be fact or just imagination.You spoke only a few words to keep the conversation flowing, I could tell you were getting interested and about to say who you really were, when I suggested we move out on to the dance floor and dance awhile. You accepted.We went out during the song "Rock On". But as soon as we got to the floor, the band shifted and started playing Crimson and Clover by Tommy James and the Shondells. I took. As I looked around, both Bubba and James were missing as other reaching hands soon had placed me tummy down over the other matching end speaker. Yes I was about to get all of the Black Stiff Cock I had ever dreamed about or bargained for! With mixed emotions of both deep Fear and true faggot want, I tried to clear both my cum smothered eyes while secretly praying that I wouldn't be physically harmed or injured! Again from somewhat behind me, I heard distant cries of protest from several other.