"Very cool." "For her birthday, this Saturday. You down?"The day arrived, and Sarah and I went to Marcus' dorm. It was more secluded than mine, and as... we walked in, I noticed it was nicer, too. I guess it pays to be a highly sought after recruit. Douchebag. We just hung out for a while, talking and getting to know one another a bit, putting Sarah at ease with the situation. Honestly, I was nervous too, and we weren't exactly sure how to begin. Eventually, Sarah went to the bathroom whereupon. We heard the familiar sounds of Mrs Hudson answering the door, a brief exchange, and then heavy footsteps on the stairs and finally a knock on our own door.Holmes rose and took a place by the mantle from which he enjoyed a superior perspective on our visitors, making them walk across the room to greet him, thereby giving him additional time to observe those all-but-invisible markers that tell him everything that a man would keep secret.This of course left me to answer the door, which I opened. I gag, my hands gripping his thighs and I pat them to signal him to back off just a little bit. He does, and I think again to myself that something is not quite right, but I can’t put my finger on it. My left hand goes to my nipples, and I start pinching them, pulling them out hard. I let the hand travel down over my tummy, to my jeans, and under them. I am so wet and hot, my fingers slipping in easily. I moan around his hard cock as my fingers circle my clit quickly. He pulls me to my feet. My breath is coming in pants now, my heart racing, and my excitement clear as my cock stands straight out from my body. She removes her finger and inserts something else. As pressure builds at the swooshing sound of a bulb pump, I know it is one of the butt plugs she modified as an enema. I wait for the warm feel of the water to start, and try to relax into the restraints. I feel the warmth start to spread, the pressure of the water starting to work its way into my bowels. Soon, the pressure.