I'msorry. I'll be good. Please don't hit me anymore." The blows stopped. Without another word Maureen againattempted to give her now cowering n...ephew a sponge bath. Shewashed his face, neck, and chest. She rinsed him off. Garycringed as he saw Maureen looking at his underwear. Maureenrinsed the cloth in the bowl and said she would be right back. Momentarily she returned. Had Gary seen what she broughtwith her he might have been tempted to try and escape. But hewas still in great. So, when he heard from a friend about Bob the demolisher, (IE me,) he contacted me to get his own back, revenge just for his own peace of mind.! We discussed it and I did not know if I could trust him, so we arranged payment, via a bank and it was huge sum belive me, to be paid in the traditional two halves, but he wanted proof I had done as he wished. which was fair enough, I would not have been happy if the boot were on the other foot and I had never before met him! Anyway, I flew to. They loved him because they knew he could last all night if he wanted to. The bliss of the tantric path seemed like a lot of hard work to us young guys, unless we were going into the porn industry. Elaine was from quite a conservative religious background, so even moving away from the missionary position was a challenge, though we were making slow progress, letting go of a few inhibitions. She was the first woman I had been with who did not relish oral sex, or any deep tongue action. The. Indeed, I couldn’t have interfered for, as ever, I was naked except for the lacy panties I was told to wear and firmly tied to the chair on which I sat, unable to call out and voice any protest. She had made sure before she left the sitting room that the gag that covered my mouth was equally firmly tied. I never knew for just how long I would be restrained and rendered helpless, it was a decision that was, literally, out of my hands and my humiliation was made all the more complete because I.