" Peter trailed off, realizing that he was about to bring up a sour topic.Meagan finished for him, "the accident?" It was phrased as a question, but m...re to get Peter to finish his sentence than anything else."Um ... yeah, the accident."Opening up the robe just enough to show a hint of cleavage, Meagan asked, "You were staring at my boobs awfully hard that day. Are you telling me that you want to get a look at them while I'm wearing the robe that normally covers them up?"Peter's cock was. "Can I help you?" She asked. "Yes.... Peterson party please." She grabbed a menu. "This way please." I followed her as she led me to the very back corner,a darken table, where two well dressed gentleman were seated. "Good evening." I said. The first stood up, so I could slide in the center of the seating. They introduced themselves as John and Mike. Twin brothers apparently,both handsome, both muscular and both fairly well hung. They sat close and being the curious slut that I am, I was. "Any chance of meeting the model?" his partner added, not quite drooling over my lady's image.Time to prevaricate a little. "Sorry, guys, but she's not modeling anymore." Well, it was the truth, sort of. I mean, when Cliff needed a model for the pictures of his robots I'd asked Beth if she was interested in posing and got one of her ... er, "pointed" responses.If either of them noticed I hadn't really answered their questions they didn't say anything. I considered taking down the picture but. I had two and a half hours toconvince Brian to free me from my slavery before his friends arrived and Ibecame a play thing for all of them and a prise for the winner. I hated tothink of the kinds of punishments they may wish to visit on a naked capturedslave presented to them for their uninhibited enjoyment. I began to kiss Brian with passion and quickly moved despite my bondage tokiss and lick every part of his body. I was desperate to please him and judgingby his sighs was having some effect..