He heardher working and humming to herself in the kitchen. He tried to pullthe bottle away from his lips, but he couldn't get it all the way out. "I'... finished," he called. His words were slightly distorted by thenipple between his lips.She came back to him and pried the bottle out of his mouth and took itfrom him. "You can just stay there and be quiet now," she said beforeshe left him again.Chad struggled against his ropes trying to get a little bit of comfort.Any movement at all was. Once again Mandy was bound with no hope of escape. The man picked up a hard rubber ball with several straps attached to it.He told her to open her mouth and forced the ball into her mouth. He buckledone set of straps behind her head while the second set was buckled up underher chin. The ball gag didn't fill her mouth like the panty gag did, but itwas much more effective as a gag. Picking up a black leather collar, the man buckled it around Mandy's necklike a dog. Picking up a large hinged. ...Yet who I wondered miserably would ever know or care about Siobhanespecially now that she was officially dead and buried except myself.That she was now seemingly lost for ever, unable to be contacted even bymyself for the risk was just too great especially knowing Brendan'sfiery, unpredictable and occasionally violent temper.And although my heart definitely wasn't in it from the financial point ofview we were quickly becoming well known and making a healthy profit,selling to enthusiastic. Pretty much every weekend Jeannie and I would get together in my room and watch her newest selection. We'd often do this in the afternoon, before our dates with the guys, and that's where our little competition started.Jeannie would get extremely hot during these viewings, as would I, and often we'd end up masturbating ourselves slowly as we stared at the screen. Most of the films involved fucking, and, at that time, we knew we weren't ready for that. Maybe in a few years, or hell, maybe in a.