Then there were the awful dreams. They were the same every night: She lying on that damn couch, nude and sweaty, panting like a bitch in heat as Jack ...eers and slides his huge penis deep inside her, touching places no man ever had; her moaning and saying all those horrible lustful things to her own son. Then, just when Jack begins spewing his seed into her as her own orgasm hits, she glances out of the corner of her eye and is astonished to see Mike and her family standing there, sneers of. I need to feel the security. I need to feel the control, the worry, the weight melt away. I need to feel the trust I have in you with a physical presence. I need.She was bound to the chair. Each wrist tethered to its matching knee. Each leg tied to a chairs leg. Her chest and torso married to the back of the chair.The blind fold was a surprise. She was not expecting her sense of sight being taken away.“Sir, please!”The hand on her throat and his lips sealing against hers made her realize that. But, of course, we’ll fill you in on all the details as we go along,” she replied with a wink before thrusting the hat towards him. “Now draw a number. And remember to keep it to yourself until everyone has drawn. And since you two are the newest additions, you’ll be matched up with your number last.”Henry drew a slip of paper from the hat, unfolded it to look at his number and then dropped the paper into his lap. “We better have the same number or I want a divorce,” Henry muttered under his. “Do you know where Jason is? Is he in danger?” She began to eat his fries. “Maybe I know? Maybe I don’t?” She was making him pay for ignoring her earlier. If she wanted attention, he would give it to her. “I did not get your name. I wouldn’t want to forget you.” She brightened. “Can’t tell you my name, but they call me Pledge 3.” Brandon sighed. Did this sorority have a thing against normal names?He had seen some of the pledges around the sorority. They mostly ignored him, too busy with the.