Chapter Seven
Ill-advised Indulgences
They slept as late as they could, until tractors began to drown out the birds and the bees. Then Toni came awake with an acute need to pee.
She rolled over, and saw her eyes weren’t the only ones open. Boy-toy lay on his belly by the entrance. He was just as they’d left him: ring-gagged and hogtied, his head stretched back by the rope-wedgying that held in the giant vibrator they’d jammed up his ass. He met her gaze with the same look of nobly-endured suffering he’d had in the tree. This filled her with wicked glee. But then it unexpectedly stirred her to a pity that was almost affectionate. She held a finger to her lips, indicating quiet. Then she whispered.
“Need to pee, Bobby?”He couldn’t nod without the rope yanking his balls and nudging the h
