She was our waitress working part-time while she got her graduate degree in English or Theater or some such liberal bullshit. We convinced her to star...t taking shots with us just before she got off work and within two-hours she was back at my place with her top off, rubbing her big boobs up and down my shaft while she sucked my tip. "You wanna fuck me, Daddy?" she asked sweetly"Fuck yeah" I slurred, too drunk and horny to enunciate, "I'm gonna fuck that tight pussy hard."She moaned on my cock. After watching about half dozen or so scenes, Rena was quite ready when I asked her if she was ready to drink some piss. I grabbed my phone and we headed back to the bathroom. We got in the tub again and this time I was quite ready to piss. From her knees Rena took my cock in her mouth while I fumbled with my phone to start recording. I was already pissing by the time I got the action into frame. Rena’s head was down with her right hand holding my cock and directing it into her mouth. I put. I had brought my black bag of toys and when packing it just happened to drop my set of restraints in the bag as an afterthought. I didn’t anticipate using them but I’m a Boy Scout when we travel, ‘Always be Prepared’. We had used them a couple weeks before at home after a long drought of many years of disuse. So I dug to the bottom of my toy bag and retrieved the restraints. Anticipating that a hotel bed usually doesn’t have legs, spindles, or anything to use as an anchor points, I had. Don’t go putting yourself through that again,’ Drop soothed. Phyre didn’t listen. She got to her feet, pulled up her hood and trudged into the hallway, leaving the frog behind. She wandered into the kitchen. With her voice soft and blind, she could almost imagine the room like it would have been on any other day. Good food ready to eat. Warmth in the air. A fire in the— no, not that. It was all gone now. Stone turned to dust, metal turned to puddles. A magical fire that burned irregularly. Some.