If Linda got thirsty during her bondage, she would be able to suck water from a bowl that she prepared, but given her planned restraints and condition..., it would feel much more like be forced to give a blowjob to receive any sustenance.Linda had also bought benwa balls off the net. Her first choices were large ones and they certainly kept her aroused, but for long term use she had found they became uncomfortable, even painful, and that wasn't the idea. She had settled on smaller ones that were. His hand up her wet pussy…her hand holding his throbbing cock, as the waitress put everything down, then came back with tray of condiments and begged them enjoy.They laughed as she walked away, none the wiser to what they really were going to enjoy!They let the food cool as neither of them wanted to relinquish their hold on the other…….or lose the pleasure that both were feeling. She could feel her fingers become wet with his precum and increased her pressure till his moans and glazing of his. "But I think you should try."I nodded. It was good that we agreed. I was worried that she would interpret my going there differently ... perhaps thinking that I might want to get back together with Joyce when she was released. That was never going to happen."Nora and Mike want to do that too, but it's too early for Nora. Mike said there was a procedure you had to follow. You didn't just show up at the gate and get in. I'll look into it right away."She hugged me. "You're right ... great minds do. He totally abused me. Collared me and beat me. Pathetic. Next time, I would be ready for him. Next time. Really? I am going back there? To what? Take charge? Damn straight. Going to even the score. Level the playing field. Wait up . Wasnt that the plan for the last visit? Never mind. The last visit was a total screw up. How was he able to completely dominate me? He was a hundred and forty pound skeleton. I could crush him like a fly. I am a big, strong, physically fit guy. I have boxed and.