I heard heels on the wooden floor and they were coming my way. What the fuck? I shoved my cock through the hole and got comfortable. A moment later I ...eard the door on the other side open then close, then the rustle of clothes but I didn't know if she were just moving around or taking them off or what. I remember the little hole and put my eye to it. I could only see part of her face and looking down my vision didn't go quite to her nipples. So she was undressing, maybe just her top, I couldn't. Puzzled, she opened her eyes.“Fuck,” she muttered to herself as she discovered the problem. “I’m tied up.”“Morning, Buttercup,” a familiar voice (That’s not Frank!) said from the foot of the bed.“Um,” Béla mumbled, recognizing him. “Jake. You tie me up?”“Uh-huh,” Jake admitted. “I didn’t want you getting away in the middle of the night.”“You thought I’d leave?” Béla asked, surprised at the very idea that Jake might have abandonment issues.“Well, except for the sex,” Jake grinned, “last night. I hoped he wasn’t having a heart attack or a stroke, as my eyes bounced between his and the eyes of the young man we’d strapped to the table top. It wasn’t until I saw, or rather heard something dripping onto the floor, that it hit me; Tom had just ejaculated inside Jason’s burning rear end!!“You son-of-a-bitch,” I called out to him, half-laughing as I stood and stepped up to Jason. “Did that feel good, little slut? Did you like the way he creamed in your pussy?”When he began to say something,. "You mean I'm going to be a woman for three months!? You knew this and you didn't explain it to me before hand? What kind of sick pervert are you?" Butch demanded."Pervert? You make it sound as if I was the type of person who would bet a friend to see who could bed the most women in a given time period. I assure you that I am not! And for someone who is that type of person, a few months as a woman might just give him the insight into how a woman thinks."Butch was stunned into silence. How did.