It's what they put in my head. But I can't help but think, this woman is fit and gorgeous.I look at her legs, her exposed breasts, her whole body, and... sexual thoughts race through my head. Months ago, it would be nothing but fear and anger. But they drove out any feelings but sexual urges. They made me a horny slut. They made me ashamed to be a horny slut. They made my shame a turn on. The more I'm demeaned, the more I love it. I used to be dominant in bed, but they trained me, like Pavlov's. I put my thong in my mouth to muffle my loud moans on pleasure.I took it out and sucked it again before thrusting it back it every time I did that it was press against my G-spot and made me scream.I was doing this for a good ten minutes, thinking I had plenty of time I was complete relaxed and in pure ecstasy. My orgasm was now building faster. I could feel that it was going to be my strongest one yet. I thrusted the dildo in faster.I heard a sound, the sound of a door unlocking, Shit! they're. I got off then rolled him over so he was face down, whispered in his ear not to struggle.Next a got a pair of tights out, made a hole in the crotch, the slowly pulled them over his arms which were behind his back. I pulled the panty part over his head and through the hole I had just made. It was quite a struggle but eventually he was covered in nylon. Next I tied the ends by his hands together.Lastly I pulled on some sexy seamed stockings over his legs, he was nearly fully encased now, which. "Sorry, I messed your pants up like that," she said."Oh, it was worth it, it really felt good, everything."As we got in her car, she turned and asked me, "Do you need to get right back home, Alan?" Um, no, not really." Good, I want to go home first, I've got something I want to give you in thanks for all you've done today," she said as she put the car in Drive and off we went.We pulled into her driveway and she got out telling me to come with her and we went in and went upstairs to what was.