Sad smile

I sat back when he released his hand and our eyes met. He gives me another sad smile and then, for reasons I don't understand, Eric presses my face into Kid's lap. My butt lifts off the floor and Eric pushes the latch inside me with his pillow. Again, humiliatingly, the latch button moves. Beneath Kid's loincloth, something else moved.

Eric, nervously, added, “I wonder how these two will respond to each other.” He moves his knee away from my butt, and I immediately back away, slamming my butt down. My flexed knees were extended as I lay on my back on the floor, unable to sit up due to my wrists being tied.

"Well, looking at Kid's loincloth, I think he's pretty excited." Mr. B burst into laughter over the whispers of other guests.

I closed my eyes, embarrassed, and waited for the pain in my nipples. The guests moved around us, and I closed my eyes even tighter, afraid to watch from this position. Suddenly, a warm, trembling hand slid up the nylon stockings right on the inside of my