Real?I lay on the bed, completely naked, erect. The joint. I put it away. There’s disorientation, disbelief. What is happening, what is about to hap...pen? I need to let go, complete surrender. Sink into the soft, warm bed. Letting go, knowing exactly what will happen.‘You see this d**** I placed around the bed?’Everything outside of the warm sheer, plush nest I’m in is distant, out of reach, hazy and vague. Out of focus. Glimpses of flesh. Evanescent details. She is slowly dressing up, lascive,. At the same instant, Stephanos slipped linked leather cuffs around her wrists.Bethany tried to spin around, calling out angrily into her gag. Stephanos pulled her back around, grabbing the chain that linked her wrists. He clipped the links to another length of chain and hauled on its other end dragging Bethany's arms upwards. He slipped the belt from around her arms and waist and then pulled on the chain still further until Bethany's arms were up above her head and she was standing on tip toe.. If not for her Magistrate training she probably wouldn’t have noticed when his gaze or thoughts wandered. Even just now, in the electric moment after a near death experience, she’d seen the desire well up within him, and the struggle. He’d done the right and proper thing… and Janie wished he hadn’t.She was no demure, wilting flower, nor was she as straight-laced and puritan as she often seemed. Much of it was a carefully constructed facade to give her the respect women often did not get from. !" ("and it's bigger than yours" - giggled my inner voice)'Quit calling me "youngster", will you!" moans the bellboy. And it is nowonder that he's moaning,... knowing that I have managed to prick-teasehim ..into a state of swollen excitement! "Try calling me 'he-man' or'big guy,' now that you have seen the size of my gear!" O.k" big guy!" I have no more reservations. "... But now I would likeyou to prove that you are a real he-man...!"Shove it in deep...!" I kneel down, putting my expectant.