"Let me up," I yelled through gritted teeth. I was lying spread-eagle on the bed and Ken had been eating my pussy just a minute ago."Calm down, Beth,"...he begged. "Please, let me explain." Explain that you're a lying, cheating bastard?" I cried again, tugging harder at the restraints."Please, Honey," he sat on the edge of the bed. "Just listen a second." I apparently didn't have much choice so I took a deep breath."You've got two minutes buster, then you better release me," I said tersely.Ken. I think you and I will put on a show for Sam that will have her squirming in her seat in no time.”Jim smiled. This was almost too easy.“She’s waiting for us in the rec room downstairs. Let’s go get her,” Dave said, grinning and slapping Jim on the back and leading him to the doorway down to the lower level. “I’ve been waiting for a chance like this for years,” he added.The rec room was thickly carpeted and had comfy furniture wherever you looked. Large overstuffed chairs, a big leather sofa,. I couldn't hear any explosions oranything and just then understood that there were foam earplugs sealingmy ear canals. You know, the kind used on shooting ranges? I suddenlyfelt like Tommy in drag...A couple of shifts in air pressure and I began to think that maybe Iwas in a vehicle, and the lurching had to do with the terrain. I musthave been secured to something rigid rather than just bound tightly.That would explain why I didn't feel vehicle sway as it traveled. Cometo think of it, there had. It wasn’t at all fair and it seemed immune to change.I remember a night in late April when it was raining outside and she had invited me over after school. When I joined her in her bedroom, she was on her cell phone. She put her finger before her lips to silence me while she sat on her bed with her slender right leg over her left knee while her toes dangled a brown leather sandal.She talked to for quite some time and I began to fidget because it was cutting into my time with her. I.