The only disconcerting thing about the whole exercise was that I could not stop thinking about David, who as down the hall no more than ten feet away through the wall. I could imagine him there, while I was bound, helpless. He had to know what I was doing, knew I was bound, he could come in and take me. Nothing I could do about it. I would lay thinking this as I undulated my hips, thrusting onto the dildo, feeling this 'cock' press up inside, it was his cock I began fantasizing about.

No! No!! So big. No. Stop. "David! Ahhh!"

I let my moans out, probably louder than...