It was like it was not there as I could not feel a thing ... I took a look around the room in the mirror and seen the red light on the camera on, and ...I knew that it was either feeding a monitor somewhere else or it was recording what was happening ... Since there was no one visible, I could not attempt to tell them I had to pee and finally I just decided that I needed to go despite what ever happens as punishment.I relaxed my bladder and all of a sudden I felt fluids entering my mouth though. He spread my legs and could see the majority of a glistering, shaved pussy of mine, since the thong was more of a strap than a real cover. Plus that strap was a mess, which has been slowly flowing onto the bedsheets to my shameful feelings. Stan shook his head in disbelief. He rolled the nylons up my legs. I supposed he was going to take care of the pants, or to hopefully kiss me at least, but no... He took my hands and tied them up to the bedposts with my own stockings....I checked how tight. I thought, 'God what did I get into now?' Then I heard applause from outside the room and I saw people start walking around.I was so embarrassed but the thought of all those people looking at my exposed body had me really turned on. I guess I was breathing a bit hard when the first group walked in. That's what they were talking about."Look at the way the breasts heave. I wonder how he makes it look so real?" one said."Looks really fake to me," another said. "And the liquid down the leg looks. I turned and looked over my shoulder and told him I loved it. Our eyes met and we both obviously felt the same, that we were sharing a perfect moment. We made love several times that night and I will remember it forever. Since then we have met a few times, the moment we are together he takes me in his arms and kisses me. The moment we start kissing the desperation for one another just takes over. The last time he visited we didn’t get any further than the kitchen sink, he kissed me, dropped to.