"You will be given fifteen minutes to tie your partner and try to make him or her come. When you hear the whistle blow again, you will switch and the bottom will become the top and you will start over. We’ll keep switching like that until at least one member of each team has come. Then the winners will form two teams and we will start again until one of each of the remaining partnerships has come. "The final two will pair off and be given half an hour each. Hopefully, there will be one winner at the end of that time."
Jeff’s friend, Mark, piped up from the group of spectators. "But that’s not fair. Women can have multiple orgasms. It takes guys longer than fifteen minutes to come again." People turned around and looked at him, some incredulously and some with pity.
"Um, dude, you only get to come once. And then you lose," some guy in the crowd explained.
"Oh, right," Mark said and took a step back. I looked at Jeff. "Yours?"
"I don’t know him. Never saw him before in my life." We both laughed.
"You want to bottom or top first?" he asked.
I was pretty sure I could hold out, no matter what he did, but he was cute and I kind of liked him and wanted to watch him in action so I said, "Bottom." That would give me a chance to not only see how he played, but to find out what turned him on, for later. We picked a mat and the whistle blew.
"Lie down on your back," he said.
He used a short length of rope to quickly bind my wrists together. He wrapped each wrist separately and then went up and over with a figure eight, making it impossible to escape. Once my wrists were bound, he buckled ankle cuffs on and attached a three-foot spreader bar to them. I immediately closed my knees.
