*"Come on,' Sally insisted, 'at least try it once." No, it'd be weird." There's no-one here but us, who'd know?" I'd know." And you might enjoy it." I...doubt that very much." Jess, you might never get another chance at this anytime in your life.Are you really serious when you say you're not even in the least bitcurious? Most men would kill to know." I'm not 'most men.'" You're not wrong there." Very funny." Look, let's just try it, and if you hate it, we'll stop." Okay, fine, if it'll just get. She was mid-twenties and dressed in a smart puffa jacket and jeans and looked freezing cold. John looked down and was taken in by the amount of cleavage on view and how sad and cold Jackie looked.Jackie said, "Do you want any company tonight, sir?“You know I don’t, Jackie and don’t call me sir,” John said. “You look freezing; what the hell are you doing out on a night like this?”Jackie explained that her boyfriend had dropped her off and wanted her to earn him some money but wouldn’t be back. She was gagged and forced to wear all kinds of leatherharnesses and bondage devices. She was visibly crying and in a lot of distress.He was fascinated as well as horrified as he watched it. The next week anothervideo arrived and this time it was much worse. The video again featured hisnaked wife, now bound to an x-cross in a dungeon. A large group of Arab-lookingmen, all talking a foreign language, stood around her abusing her. He guessednow that she had been taken far away to another country. I couldn't help but smile, is it didn't seem to be like her. She caught me looking and realised what I was looking at. I blushed, and looking away, she set down her glass and retied the buttons. To save her embarrassment, I returned to the living room and rejoined the others. Marlene saw the smirk on my face and asked me what was so amusing, so I told her what I'd seen. At this she laughed, "I guess you don't know." "Know what?" I queried "She's a voyeur," she went on with a smile. "While we.