“Now we shall have our lamb readied to be displayed as the symbol of righteous slaughter, for the eyes of those most deserving of it! He may not hav...e earned that pleasure of release as yet, but will be used accordingly ... until that pleasure takes us!” Minter’s balls tingled at her dark suggestion that he too, would spend on the rope for her pleasure, his anus clenching tight at the plug as his head was consumed by the darkness of the hooded mask, the eye-holes cruelly situated so as to make. "Yes or no?" she asks him.He doesn't understand is she asking if he wants to sleep with him."Excuse me," he responds. "Are you ..."He doesn't have time to finish his question. The look in her eyes looklike she was not happy."Yes or no?" she asks again.Somehow he knows that she is not asking about hooking up.He is going to say ....Everything turns to black.His eyes open, they feel heavy and he has the worst headache he everhad. He feels the urge to pee. He flings the covers away and gets out. “You weren’t at church or something?” I asked uneasily.“Bog no,” she replied. “I had to do a thing for work.”She looked down at the bottles clutched in my hand. “Planning to get me drunk and take advantage of me?”“Something like that,” I grinned. I’d brought tequila and some margarita mix. “Hope you have some ice?”I followed her into the kitchen, where she took off her jacket and hung it on a chair. I could see straps under the pink silk blouse, maybe a slip or maybe a camisole. I wondered if. Our relationship wouldn't have lasted if we did it when we were younger."I was just letting her speak as I drifted behind her a bit. I was letting it all sink in. They really have changed, I thought. As my mom was talking, the top of her panties were still visible and now even more of a turn on. On top of that, her back was sweating and her bra was becoming more visible as the t-shirt clung to her. I was now picturing her in just her bra and panties rubbing her ass on the bike seat.The.