He took a long sip and spoke in an even, low voice, "I fantasize about being watched too. Kind of the same. But I am tied, I CAN'T move. Can't do anything about it, can't stop it, and a woman I have never met is undressing. Looking at me. I lay down and she ties my hands, and then to feel myself touched, touched and rubbed, and it's like she is a goddess or something, touching me however she wants. Rubbing along my body, and I cannot do anything, She asks what I'm doing and says it's OK, she wants to see me. I could turn it around too, tie...