At the sight of her big tits, wide areolas on full display, I feel myself stiffen, my heart rate quickening as I move on. Forgetting where she is, awaking to a blindfolded land of confusion and pain, naked and bound and covered in her own piss — it’s no wonder she begins keening hysterically. XXX Oh uh y-yes! Yet there’s something different about her movements. “Begin.” At the Announcer’s final word, classical piano music — Bach I think — begins playing within all our headphones, initiating the game. So lost in my own young lust, I’ve just been standing here staring at poor Dani as she flounders and sputters up there. Laurent trying to gain control of the situation, motherly and authoritative instincts kicking in. Dani still sits on the floor at my side, my free hand reaching down to casually play with her, keeping her there as I focus on the main attraction in my
