Her head fell forwards over one end and her legs hung off the other, just touching the floor. Her wrists and ankles were fastened to rings in the flo...r just outside of the narrow bench’s four legs. The whole position was incredibly painful, even the bench hurt because it was both too narrow and too short to support her properly and her breasts had been pulled free of her dress and hung down either side with the bench crushing the space between.The blindfold was replaced but as it was being. ” She excused herself, grabbing her clothes and heading to a back bathroom. When she got there, she immediately texted Sandy. Avoiding the salacious details, she let Sandy know what had happened. Sandy was less than amused.“You are so full of it, Rachel. You wait till I’m gone and then you bonk our two friends. Hey, where they any good? I hope not. You bitch!”Rachel knew the message was steeped in sarcasm and partially in jealousy. Her response was a simple smiley face emoticon. Rachel. She called me in and said to have a seat. She made a hot coffee, we chatted about some things, while talking with her my mind always wandered and got excited about what was going to happen after sometime, I was imagining all the thighs and suddenly she shook me and said “Are you ok?”.I was like yes sorry.. I thought why to waste time.I said lets get started. I instructed her to get laid on the matt.and have a towel around. I started with the head first massaged her head and slowly slowly going. First, someone had tried to kill me and everyone else, with what appearedto be a magical flamethrower. Then I'd watched that same attacker getshot and killed. And unlike in the action movies, where the good guystoss off a good one-liner, then shrug the whole thing off, the real thingwas quite different. Someone had died, right in front of me, and thatwas no small thing.Of course as shocking as the entire attack had been, what was even moresurprising, was what I'd learned about the people I.