She tells him that he can grab a different pair later.Looping another short length of rope to each of the ankle cuffs, she has him slip his knees over... the corners of the chair and place his feet as far back as he can, where she secures them to the rear legs of the chair. One more length of rope is wrapped around one leg just above the knee, looped under the chair, around the other knee then pulled tight. One last piece encircles his waist and chair back.Stepping back to admire her work, she. ...The lady involved is named Leslee (alas, no longer on here?) and we began to PM a lot, telling our tales and stories. She was married, of course, as am I, but we both enjoyed a little spice on the side, as many of us here do. I have met other XHam friends in real life (still do from time to time heh heh) and so had she. After sharing comments, pictures, PMs and online fun, we progressed to Skype, phone and texting/sexting. One day she called me at work while she was masturbating, and it was. Nothing else..." they looked at each other and turned to me saying "...you our bitch, when we want you you are to come, do what we want you are to do, you are never to refuse us nor deny us. If you do, we tell your secrete, no one at work will ever know unless you spoil our fun..." I started to undress when the Mail boy went to his pants and pulled out some girly undies. "... we also want you to wear these every time we want you..." I looked at the panties, which was bright red and had no. "But, in those days, most parents weren't getting remarried. And, Jayson, you are an adult, now; Trent, you're not that far behind." I think it's just weird. I mean, we're used to calling you 'Commander' and then to switch like that. Maybe if I didn't meet you as 'Commander', just as 'Mister', it might be different. I have a couple of friends who went easily from 'Mr. So-And-So' to 'Jack' after they married their mothers, but I don't think it's the same thing." I think I know what Trent is.