.this my nylon loving friends Was music to my ears, although id have to be careful i reckon a quick sneaky look at her undie drawer would be the order...of the day So Katy left and I got on with the jobs, first the dripping tap a quick fix a new washer 5 minute job, while I was in the bathroom I spied the wash bin I thought I may get lucky and find some smelly panties or tights but sadly not today just a few old towels, then off to the bedroom to fix the wardrobe door I took off the old hinge. He carried me upstairs, seemingly without effort. His friends followed him and me into the master bedroom.?Got a gag ready?? asked my holder.One of the others responded. ?Yeah, throw her on the bed.?My holder complied, throwing me onto the bed. I yelled, ?Hel-? before the man slammed a piece of duct tape over my mouth. He and his friend flipped me over, grabbed my wrists, and bound them together with multiple layers of tape. I knew there was no way that I would be able to free my hands,. I felt like I was being pummelled by a jack-hammer, almost mechanical. In a frenzy, he held me tighter; I felt the air expel from my lungs as though I was being crushed as his pummelling continued and even seemed to get harder and faster. I could no longer tell where one orgasm began and another started; it just seemed like one long plateau with spikes of pain and pleasure driving me forward. I didn’t want it to ever stop.We pulled into another station, Bromley I think. He stopped, still. I was trying to count my girls. Let's just say seven in total, plus me is eight. We'll need a big suite. That leaves twenty two seats in the plane. I'll invite eleven guys, and let them choose which girls they want to take. You five guys here, and six others."Now that I'd specifically invited the current group, the guys' enthusiasms LEAPED up, closely followed by the amount of noise they generated. Only one boyfriend-girlfriend couple had come this morning, and the guy was VERY nervous over his.