It was as if giving up control had also freed some of my inhibitions.The feeling of contentment and happiness suddenly started to overwhelm me and no ...atter how hard I tried to suppress it, tears started to roll down my cheeks. Val noticed it almost immediately and withdrew her hand."What's the matter," she asked. "Are you ok? Is something hurting?"I shook my head for no. I tried to keep my voice steady, but I really didn't manage it."No, it's nothing like that. I'm just... overwhelmed. This. I had hidden some string in the base of the suitcase and I tied each hand to the top posts of the bed and the feet to the posts at the bottom He was still wearing my panties and then i decided it was the moment to expose the first piece de resistance my shaven haven. I hadn't thought this through properly as I needed to get his panties off but now I had tied his legs apart it wasn't going to be easy. I stood at the side of the bed and slipped my dress off and then slipped my hand down my. It wasn’t until they removed her bra that they seemed to realize Lisa was a real person. The one cupped one of Lisa’s big breasts and said something to her in Spanish, which prompted the other to cup the other. Of course, Lisa had no clue what they were asking.When they brought her into the room, the five men sitting at the table all cheered and clapped. They were playing poker.What Lisa thought was exercise equipment was actually a fuck machine. It was like being strapped down in a gynecology. Being accustomed to regular sex almost daily, by the second or third day without it Im climbing the walls. I practically attack him when he comes home on that last day. A couple weeks ago, he had to return to Washington, D.C. (the same place we just left) for a week-long cooking class. Thats when I did it. Fucked someone else, I mean. He knows about it now and still loves me, so I can write about it. I was scared to death for a while, though. I think he may also have cheated with someone while.