When I extended my hand in greeting both burst out laughing. “Fuck that,” BG exclaimed, “We don’t shake hands” before embracing me in a man ...ug. My hug from Torque soon followed.I took to both of them instantly. BG (Big Guy) was an over six-foot-six-tall and weighed two hundred and sixty pounds. He had a handsome chubby face with naughty eyes. Torque was more serious looking, with an open hanging mouth that made him look slightly dopey. Later I would learn that there was nothing stupid about. Gliding me round the room, I could smell the aroma of his body, the strength of his arms holding me tight, my nipples pressing into his chest, I could feel his breath on my cheek, my panties were getting wet and if I wasn’t careful, my legs would give way on me.The ladies were all envious, trying to cool their faces with their fans as they watched us dancing round the floor. A smile crossing his lips that penetrated into my very being. Hearing the odd huff and puff, knowing he preferred my. "Hold out your hands, and I will remove you wrist cuffs. Drop your hands to your side. Do nothing else."In the acoustics, Alice could hear someone softly translating the words into Spanish. The leader did not seem to mind.The shackles fell off quickly, and were tossed into the far corner. When she was about to unbind Alice, the woman made a sudden move. The captive in front of her made a gasp of pain, and collapsed to the floor, clutching her side.The leader finished unshackling the remaining. "I enjoy fucking Shaggy so much that all I can think of is how good his cock feels sliding in and out of me. And that brings me to one change that we're going to have right now." What's that?" Daphne asked."We are going to change room mates – and bed mates – right now."Fred Jones blinked against the sudden light when Velma switched on the room's overhead light, "What's going on?" he muttered."Fred, Shaggy, get up. The four of us need to talk," Velma said, crossing her arms under her breasts.