A latex mask completely covered my head, except for holes that exposed my mouth, eyes and nose. A zip up the back kept it all tight. As I struggled ag...ainst the straps I wondered how I’d gotten into this kinky caper?Why had I let Elaine talk me into this? I wondered, as she’d strapped me to the bench; one around my chest and two around each thigh; another held my arms above my head. My legs were left dangling. Christ! I was in bondage!I realised now I’d got more than I bargained for when. Itwasn't the type of "I'm depressed" work that most teenagers make; it was morelike, "I'm absolutely hopeless so fuck off." The feeling of her painting waspast desperation to, I don't know, disconsolation. I told her I loved it, andI did, but it was kind of intimidating how personal the painting was.Most paintings, like most forms of artistic expression, are at least somewhataccessible, but hers was absolutely not. I admired her for that, but I alsoworried about her for it.In any event, from. "I moved to the center of the floor and laid down on my back. Connie sucked on me until I was hard while Frank and Jessie played with her pussy, ass, and tits. Then she straddled me and sank my shaft deep into her with a sigh. After rocking back and forth while Frank fingered her asshole, she said she was ready for him. He lubed his dick and her hole and slowly slid into her as she leaned forward, kissing me deeply. I could feel his dick going in, then laying along mine with just that thin. The thought that he would not be seeing him during the next two weeks made him angry."It's not fair," Danni whispered," I do not deserve that"He was drifting into a sleep when a strange noise startled him. He couldn't determine what it was, but it sounded like a clattering of metal. A silence ensued. Then the same sound again. Danni stood up and padded to the door. It was dark in the corridor. Deciding not to turn on the light, he silently got out of his room and headed toward the staircase..