It was also nice because then I could be sure when they would be home. I had devised exactly what was going to happen tomorrow when his parents returned home. With that, I tied the boy tightly to the floor and inserted the toys in his mouth and asshole, then left him so I could get a good night's sleep.The next morning, I took the boy with his collar and cock ring on and blindfolded him, and then roughly forced my largest butt plug into his asshole and duct taped it in place. I then dressed him in the slutty shirt and shorts I had bought, adjusting the shirt to show his bare stomach and making the shorts show the huge bulge of his Viagra-swelled and completely hairless cock. I then handcuffed his arms behind his back and put six inch shackles on his ankles. Next, I covered him with a floor length hooded coat and zipped it up, then walked him to my car. I put him in the back seat on the floor and removed the coat. I hooked the ring on his collar to a ring on the floor of the back. For a brief moment her fears slipped away. Her hands found their way to the belt holding her robe together. And quickly, before her courage left her, she gave a gentle pull and the robe fell from her shoulders onto the stage. She was an elegant woman. Her soft, pale skin radiating under the stage lights. Her perfectly formed breasts and round bottom forming smooth curves and lines for the students eyes. And his. She knew he was watching her hungrily. He told her he would be. He told her to imagine his eyes on her body the entire time she was on the stage. To imagine his fingers tracing the edges of her body. As she posed there in front of everyone she could feel his touch across her neckline. Finding it’s way down the curve of her spine and across her legs down to her toes. She had posed for him before. But it was always in the privacy of his apartment studio. Never in front of others. He would wrap her in red satin sheets until she was comfortable enough to let them drop and stand.
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