It's like low intensity electricity ... continuously." As she talks, my prick swells against her. "Ahhh," she coos. "I see I have your attention."I mo...e my hand down to the small of her back and pull her even closer to me. My leg snakes between hers with each beat of the music. Her legs are pried apart a bit; it makes her a little nervous and unsure. When she clenches her thighs they grip my thigh. I remember the grip of those thighs... "I like this skirt," I tell her. "What are you wearing. Now chained to the wall, Janiecould just kick, which she tried to do. Hessian caughta leg, hoisted it up, and chained it to a third cuffhanging on the wall. Now her cunt was exposed. Hestepped back to observe her. Janie struggled but finally stopped, panting. She feltso vulnerable with her wrists high above her head, andher leg chained as high as it would go. “You, bastard!” She hissed. Hessian pulled a short riding crop from it’s placemounted on the wall. He walked over to. So were the other men in their cars that had parked opposite her.I was a little mesmerised at the sight before me and it made me chuckle when she produced some metal handcuffs and locked one over her wrist. She did the same to the other one and soon her hands were tight together.I watched her play with herself. I mean, if I wanted to do that I wouldn’t have confined my hands like she had. I would have wanted to use both of them to good effect. Not her though. She let her hand slip down beneath. Or so I thought.I didn’t hear anything at all when I was in the shower, but I guess Monica had someone made her way into my room without me knowing. When I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed my towel and dried off. I usually just do a quick towel dry and then air dry so I hung the towel back up and walked into the closet. (OK I’m a bit weird about this, since my feet will get wet after I dry off I will walk into the carpeted closet just to dry my feet off).Standing in the closet next to the.