I don’t know how long I had been asleep when I opened my eyes. Someone was sitting on the bed beside me. When I realized that my wrists were chained... to the headboard I started to get scared. I pulled against them and I could hear someone saying “Ssshhhhh.”I realized it was my mom’s voice and I stopped, “Mom, what’s going on?”“I’ve been worried about you for a while. You’ve only had a few girlfriends, and they didn’t last very long. I thought you might be gay, and that’s fine, but I never. Then he let her go. Amanda barely caught herself from falling over, her ankles still being locked tightly together. She glanced quickly over at her sister, still dangling from her wrists. Mistress was still on the bed, watching them both with her riding crop in her hand.Amanda noticed the man pulling out a large coil of rope. He unwound it and folded it in half. He then pulled the rope around her waist and pulled it tight, feeding the two loose ends through the looped one. He adjusted it so the. I hurriedly pushed my jeans and boxers down so she could see my cock, locked away for the last twenty-four hours. 'Are you excited?' she whispered.I simply nodded, as she stroked around the cage. I couldn't feel her fingers but I was straining out of the sides of the cage, which she could see.'Paul has a very nice cock,' she said. 'It looks nice, and feels nice and – tastes nice,' she said, raising her eyes to meet mine as she continued stroking. My breathing had accelerated and I could feel my. "FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK" she screamed as she blacked out from all the pleasure and collapsed on to the floor of the tub.I gently stroked her hair till I noticed she had lost control of her bladder and was peeing all over herself and me, I expected to be grossed out but I realized that it was kind of turning me on and that was making my dick hard again, so I made no effort to readjust out of her gentle and warm stream of urine running over both of our legs.She.