She left my cock and came up to my face. She kissed me smack on the lips. And with that, as a joke, she spit the extra cum back into my mouth. She was... giggling while I was chocking because I tried to laugh. After that and a quick breather, she asked me if I was still a virgin. I didn’t lie and said yes. She said in a sexy voice “Well you’ll need experience young man. You’re going to college.” Again I was speechless so I just watched her motions. She started to suck my cock again, not as great. She had been bound every evening, not tightly, but sufficient not to be able to get free. She hadn't allowed herself to be bound, but seemed to fall asleep so easily after she had shared an evening meal with her captors, wakening to find herself in bondage. That third evening she awoke to find herself naked as well as bound. The bonds were a little tighter. Her conscience told her that this was wrong as her inherent modesty frowned upon nudity, but other feelings told her she could enjoy her. ”She was absolutely correct, we were married, just not to one another.We walked down the aisle to the back of the plane, past the Flight Attendants, and into one of the restrooms. She told me to drop my pants and underwear to my ankles and sit on the toilet. That gave her just enough room to remove her dress and hang it on the coat hook. She removed her bra and her panties too, leaving her in just her high heels before me.I looked at her lovely face, her long sleek neck, and her breasts, which. "He stood there for a second, rooted to the spot, terrified of thishorrible woman who was so aggressively daring him to object. "NOW." Shehissed. "Or I ring him." She had the phone in her hand as he ran,stumbling up the steps, his mind a mental turmoil of despair, he couldsee no way out. He changed as quickly as he could, she was counting fromthe hallway 6, 7, 8, he was sobbing as he fastened the skirt, "please,please please"Half falling down the stairs hem flicking, knickers flashing,.