Trapped, locked away under multiple layers of restraint, inside his long inescapable sissy storage box, secured with 8 heavy duty master padlocks, tuc...ked away into a long nook in the back of his basement like a fetishy morgue chamber designed to hide away enslaved sissy faggot fucktoys from the world and prevent them from escaping whatsoever while he was away at work, it's steel door latched and locked down, inside the cell where he kept his sissy helpless in storage, with it's door locked and. Laura let out a sigh again, took a deep breath and then walked inside. Sandra followed her and she noticed that she was also getting nervous now. How would Laura's parents react on this and would she be any help for her friend?"Mum! Dad!" Laura called out."We are in the kitchen," her mum answered. "You're late!"Laura dropped her schoolbag and slowly walked into the direction of the kitchen. Sandra followed her and whispered, "It will be okay."Laura didn't respond on this, but Sandra could see. That prospect instilled a high degree of anxiety asthe car bounced over potholes and ruts on the way to its destination. ????? At last the car slowed down and after a fewminutes came to a halt. There were muffled sounds of someone exiting thevehicle and the door closing. I waited for my fate, but was disappointedinitially. Many long minutes passed before the trunk popped open and voicesforeign to me began to converse in loud voices. Then the bag containing me wasbeing dragged across the floor. In this position, with her mouth and throat in alignment, Kate suddenly understood what was meant by ‘deep throat’: A.’s cock was filling her throat as fully and deeply as it had her pussy. She desperately wanted to make her lover come in this exact position, sending his seed straight into her belly but movement as all but impossible. Her hand, or rather her finger found the answer: Touching his anus drew an immediate sigh of pleasure. Pressing a fingertip against the entrance, like he had.