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Warning; Gay oriented.
Terry, the 5'6", extremely cute blue eyed, blonde, who looked more like a Cub Scout than a 22-year-old man loved bondage adventures. He had been a submissive all of his life. He was always captured while playing cowboys & Indians, cops & robbers, army, spies and even aliens, so hooking up with a dominant man was a natural fit. He was excited and nervous as Michael, the 5'9", movie star handsome, 33-year-old, with dark brown eyes, clean-cut black hair and a olive-skinned muscular frame drove around the small rust belt city.
Terry had his mother's well-worn pantyhose shoved in his mouth and held in place with 4" wide white Co-flex bandage wrapped around his lips ten times, so complaining was impossible. He struggled, since his hands were taped together with 3" stretchy white medical tape as well as his ankles. He panicked when he saw Michael pull into a Drive-In Movie Theater! He meowed incoherently through his mother's pantyhose, that tasted of stale sweat, urine and feces, as Michael pulled Terry's black Honda Pilot in line to enter one of the last existing outdoor theaters.
Suddenly even Michael got nervous! The 5'7", 57-year-old, mature beauty, with doe shaped hazel eyes, thick shoulder length wavy auburn-red hair, and a 145-pound hourglass figure, her tight red spandex leggings, black tank top and matching 3" high heels showed off like a second skin got out of the booth and walked around the SUV with a flashlight. Terry was so nervous he almost wet his white spandex bike shorts, that went well with his too tight white t-shirt. To add to his uneasiness were his rumbling bowels, it had been two days since his last sit-down and the large Mexican dinner didn't help.
"I see you two will have fun." The buxom redhead flashed the light on the cute blonde's gagged face.
Terry could only meow in agreement. He swore the woman wore a GG cup bra. Ordinarily he would welcome meeting such an attractive woman, but he was a helpless well-gagged captive, about to wet his stretchy white shorts.
They were finally allowed in the theater.
Michael went to the snack bar and bought a Biggie Diet Coke and huge bucket of extra buttered popcorn. Michael removed his captive's gag and fed him handfuls of the buttery popcorn and drink half of the soda, while a Chesty Morgan movie was on the big screen. Terry loved popcorn but knew he would regret the movie snacks.
After the first Chesty Morgan movie, Michael placed the sodden pantyhose back in Terry's mouth and wrapped 4" wide white Co-flex bandage over his lips a dozen times and left the SUV, to throw away the cup and almost empty popcorn container. To Terry's anger also mentioned having to piss. Michael was going to use a toilet and make him use his white stretchy shorts!
Meanwhile two carloads of college students were harassing a middle-aged couple in a pickup truck A beer can hit the black SUV during the ruckus! Terry was vulnerable and so scared he soaked his shorts with warm amber pee! He was only thirty feet from the action. About ten men and women were involved in the altercation.
A pretty blonde pulled down her skintight jeans and urinated in front of Terry as the small riot continued.
Security arrived. Five men and the buxom redhead arrived and threw the college boys out of the theater. To Terry's horror the redhead approached him. She opened the passenger door and ran a well-manicured hand across his fresh pee-stained shorts! Terry felt his thick circumcised 9" cock get rock hand as the woman massaged it through the thin wet spandex! He came and blasted a toxic fart at the same moment!
"Poor baby." She purred as she continued to massage his manhood and his girlish bottom.
He felt the smelly, semi-solid, shiny brown turd press against his shorts and plastic covered car seat.
"Go ahead and poop for Ruby." The redhead teased him. "Poop for me."
She helped Terry out of the SUV so he could pack his shorts with a five-grapefruit sized, smelly poop deposit. The redhead stood in front of him, so he had enough privacy to soil himself, while she rubbed herself!
Michael finally showed up, only to be scolded by Ruby.
"This poor lad could have been hurt or even kidnapped." She told the stunned movie star handsome captor.
"Sorry." Michael meekly apologized. They assisted Terry back in the SUV. He came as the huge toilet blocker smashed in his shorts and gathered around his stiff penis and smooth tight egg sized balls!
Suddenly the redhead let loose a loud, smelly, unladylike fart. She wet her spandex leggings as she grunted, pushed and farted out an odorous, hot, almost bum splitting, solid, shiny bronze torpedo in the seat of the stretchy red spandex leggings! She climaxed as the last of her four-melon sized poop deposit settled in her overworked pants!
She smiled and placed two movie passes on Terry's lap.
She strutted away as if nothing was in her bulging leggings!
Terry got hard again as he watched her disappear in the dark theater asn Chesty Morgan smothered a bad guy with her massive boobs.
Terry, the 5'6", extremely cute blue eyed, blonde, who looked more like a Cub Scout than a 22-year-old man loved bondage adventures. He had been a submissive all of his life. He was always captured while playing cowboys & Indians, cops & robbers, army, spies and even aliens, so hooking up with a dominant man was a natural fit. He was excited and nervous as Michael, the 5'9", movie star handsome, 33-year-old, with dark brown eyes, clean-cut black hair and a olive-skinned muscular frame drove around the small rust belt city.
Terry had his mother's well-worn pantyhose shoved in his mouth and held in place with 4" wide white Co-flex bandage wrapped around his lips ten times, so complaining was impossible. He struggled, since his hands were taped together with 3" stretchy white medical tape as well as his ankles. He panicked when he saw Michael pull into a Drive-In Movie Theater! He meowed incoherently through his mother's pantyhose, that tasted of stale sweat, urine and feces, as Michael pulled Terry's black Honda Pilot in line to enter one of the last existing outdoor theaters.
Suddenly even Michael got nervous! The 5'7", 57-year-old, mature beauty, with doe shaped hazel eyes, thick shoulder length wavy auburn-red hair, and a 145-pound hourglass figure, her tight red spandex leggings, black tank top and matching 3" high heels showed off like a second skin got out of the booth and walked around the SUV with a flashlight. Terry was so nervous he almost wet his white spandex bike shorts, that went well with his too tight white t-shirt. To add to his uneasiness were his rumbling bowels, it had been two days since his last sit-down and the large Mexican dinner didn't help.
"I see you two will have fun." The buxom redhead flashed the light on the cute blonde's gagged face.
Terry could only meow in agreement. He swore the woman wore a GG cup bra. Ordinarily he would welcome meeting such an attractive woman, but he was a helpless well-gagged captive, about to wet his stretchy white shorts.
They were finally allowed in the theater.
Michael went to the snack bar and bought a Biggie Diet Coke and huge bucket of extra buttered popcorn. Michael removed his captive's gag and fed him handfuls of the buttery popcorn and drink half of the soda, while a Chesty Morgan movie was on the big screen. Terry loved popcorn but knew he would regret the movie snacks.
After the first Chesty Morgan movie, Michael placed the sodden pantyhose back in Terry's mouth and wrapped 4" wide white Co-flex bandage over his lips a dozen times and left the SUV, to throw away the cup and almost empty popcorn container. To Terry's anger also mentioned having to piss. Michael was going to use a toilet and make him use his white stretchy shorts!
Meanwhile two carloads of college students were harassing a middle-aged couple in a pickup truck A beer can hit the black SUV during the ruckus! Terry was vulnerable and so scared he soaked his shorts with warm amber pee! He was only thirty feet from the action. About ten men and women were involved in the altercation.
A pretty blonde pulled down her skintight jeans and urinated in front of Terry as the small riot continued.
Security arrived. Five men and the buxom redhead arrived and threw the college boys out of the theater. To Terry's horror the redhead approached him. She opened the passenger door and ran a well-manicured hand across his fresh pee-stained shorts! Terry felt his thick circumcised 9" cock get rock hand as the woman massaged it through the thin wet spandex! He came and blasted a toxic fart at the same moment!
"Poor baby." She purred as she continued to massage his manhood and his girlish bottom.
He felt the smelly, semi-solid, shiny brown turd press against his shorts and plastic covered car seat.
"Go ahead and poop for Ruby." The redhead teased him. "Poop for me."
She helped Terry out of the SUV so he could pack his shorts with a five-grapefruit sized, smelly poop deposit. The redhead stood in front of him, so he had enough privacy to soil himself, while she rubbed herself!
Michael finally showed up, only to be scolded by Ruby.
"This poor lad could have been hurt or even kidnapped." She told the stunned movie star handsome captor.
"Sorry." Michael meekly apologized. They assisted Terry back in the SUV. He came as the huge toilet blocker smashed in his shorts and gathered around his stiff penis and smooth tight egg sized balls!
Suddenly the redhead let loose a loud, smelly, unladylike fart. She wet her spandex leggings as she grunted, pushed and farted out an odorous, hot, almost bum splitting, solid, shiny bronze torpedo in the seat of the stretchy red spandex leggings! She climaxed as the last of her four-melon sized poop deposit settled in her overworked pants!
She smiled and placed two movie passes on Terry's lap.
She strutted away as if nothing was in her bulging leggings!
Terry got hard again as he watched her disappear in the dark theater asn Chesty Morgan smothered a bad guy with her massive boobs.