"She ran over and tried to unclip Joan's wrist cuffs. "Help me," she yelled to Ron as he came out of the bedroom. "We have to get them down."Joan se...med to wake up slightly and smiled a very odd and wrinkled smile at Judy. "Have you ever been overwhelmed with pleasure?" she asked in an odd, sleepy sounding voice. "Have you ever been so far into pleasure that nothing else exists?... no time... no space... no pain... not even your body. All that exists is pleasure." It looks like sensory. She felt better this time around and she initially squealed softly. I was fucking her fast and when I felt the urge to explode she stopped. "Slowly" she whispered."I want to feel the vains of your cock as you pull out slowly and thrust back in deeply" she whispered again, I followed her instructions and she came hard And moaned louder I felt her pussy contracting on my cock and it felt like it was squeezing it which made me grunt harder as I was releasing myself inside her. We fell asleep into. "Who cares?" replied Dave, pushing the captive woman's rubber-clad face rhythmically over his member. "I just wish she'd make this a regular event. Guilt-free sex, man."Kevin left the room, then came back in with the new guest, a young woman who was dressed much the same as the other guests, in jeans and a t-shirt. The woman chained to the wall looked completely out of place, a shimmer of spandex and rubber amongst all the casually dressed people. It seemed appropriate enough, though: she. Whatever! I logged in, under the nick PrincessAmy. Once I was in the room I was pretty shocked by the language. They spoke about girls’ pussy and boys’ penises and I was very new to this. Coming from a very conservative catholic family I was sheltered from anything obscene. I was as innocent as innocence could ever be. Three minutes from when I logged in plenty of windows start popping with questions about my age, or my location, which I ignored because I wasn't so sure if that was the right.