Four orfive of each, I think.Then it stopped. I was covered in sweat and cum, and I could not movefrom the pain in my ass. My arm was unlocked from t...e seat, and handshelped me to sit up, and I thought, "Thank God." Not so, because my otherarm was quickly pulled behind my back, and I was cuffed wrist to wrist,behind my back. A horrible yank on my balls, and muscle man said, "Comewith us, Buttercup, you're night is just getting started." I realizedthat I was still completely helpless, naked and. She couldn’t afford to be embarrassed or infuriated right now, so she wasn’t. She would be charming. She opened her menu to occupy her time, but couldn’t focus on anything. She thought ‘house salad’ quickly and let the words blur before her eyes. She could get through this and she would. He watched her in silence, his eyes taking in her features, a rich olive tone to her skin and dark hair swept back into an elegant twist. Green eyes. He knew they were green, even downcast. He’d just seen. Superb Italian cuisine withdiscreet but attentive waiters. They held each others hands across thetable gazing lovingly into each others eyes. When the martini's camethey let one set of hands part to pick up their glasses. Chinking theirglasses together they toasted, "Here's to us and our future livestogether." Each was trying to read the others thoughts hoping that theywould still be together and in love after their secret was revealed.One drink was apparently not enough so it was only after. I unclipped my hair and shook it out, then eased my underwear down and flung them to one side.Tonight, I wanted to do something for him; make him feel good after the delivery of such shit news and make it clear that I wasn’t going to run for the hills at the first sign of trouble.“Take your pants off,” I ordered, naked at the foot of the bed, the blue lights rolling over my breasts. “Now.”He blinked slowly a few times and then stretched his neck back, like someone unwinding after a hard day at.