"Zaire," I growled as the door closed, leaving me alone with whatever else was in the cages.I carefully lowered myself back to the ground, trying futi...ely to get the cords around my wrists and ankles undone. I knew without looking that my pocket knife, as well as the special knife in my boot was gone and, with my wrists bound behind me, I couldn't chew through them. They'd even taken my silver hair sticks.With nothing else to do as I struggled with the cords, I surveyed the room. My cage was. It felt amazingly sexy, being offered to a man I’d known for only a few hours by another woman as if I was some little slut willing to do whatever he wanted. He licked me first, running his tongue up and down my slit, but pretty soon I felt a new tongue lapping gently at my clit, new fingers pushing slowly inside me. I looked down and sure enough it was Sarah who was now sucking and kissing me slowly for his viewing pleasure. Jamie was behind and above her, clearly enjoying the sight of her. I like Dave a lot more than I knew and you having me do this..."Lynn seemed to be having a hard time doing this at least. Maybe she did like me a little bit after all. I was trying to digest this off the wall discovery, and finding it hard to know where I was at the moment. Suddenly I found I couldn't trust anyone anymore."Dawn, I'm going to go through with this, but I think you're wrong and what you're trying to do is wrong. Two wrongs don't make a right... Dave told me that. You setting him. ”The young man was too tired to notice the praise; just shipped his oar and moved aside to let John take over; while the other rowers, noticing the changeover, also shipped their oars while the change was completed.As soon as John indicated he was ready to row, Treva called for the rowers to put their oars back in the water, and used the rudder to direct the boat’s way as the rowers resumed their work. John swiftly fell into the rhythm of the others and left Treva to do the steering. The rowers.