I straighten my shoulders and feel the light chain tighten and the little bell ring softly. Amused, I smile softly and arch my back a little, hearing ...he bell ring once more.My distraction is interrupted by the sound of the heavy door opening; I feel my heartbeat change, small butterflies in my belly. What is ahead? Will I bear it with grace?I hear soft steps and little bells ringing with each step, slightly more sounds than mine. Are they connected to nipple chains, too, or perhaps on ankles?I. “I wasn’t and I’m still not sure what I’m waiting for,” I answered having already turned my head to face her.“It was a test, Nathan, Lee and Damon are not about to turn up and shove their dicks into you, they were never invited. And if you harbour any hopes that Fran might, well, she wasn’t invited either.”Still tied to the bed with everything on apart from the knickers I was disappointed about Fran but in hindsight, relieved about the guys not coming (pardon the pun).“Why,” I asked, “did you. Becki leant over the seat back and gripping the chain between two fingers, pulled out the two shiny silver probes. Becki sucked in the 'A' probe, before handing the masturbator to Lizzie: "There I've cleaned off her anal, now you can taste her cuntal juices. First push your tongue into the 'C' shaped groove, to get her full flavour".Lizzie popped the sticky 'C' probe into her mouth: "Wow you taste gorgeous" she mumbled around the metal sphere, just before Becki leant over and kissed her full on. When I opened my eyes my face was on his chest and my arms on his buttocks. I found I was hugging him hard and someone pressing me hard from behind. There were hands that were caressing me on my breasts, waist and thighs. Strangely I was not afraid or angry, probably that wouldn’t have done me good anyway. I was excited physically. I started caressing the guy’s bum and slowly moved my hands inside his loincloth.As if on cue two hands reached under my top to grab and squeeze my breasts..