” All I heard was his heavy sigh before I heard his retreating steps leave the room. “Will? Where are you going? Don’t leave me here!” I calle... after him, tilting my head back to see if I could see under the blindfold. Nothing. I shivered a little, I’d begun to sweat in anxiety and it started to cool on my skin. I could feel goosebumps sprout on my arms and down my back. I rotated my wrists, testing my restraints. Surprisingly, the panty hose held against my tugs. “Dammit,” I cursed, I really. During those four days Cassie experienced only one bizarre moment ofkindness. On the third night of her capture, the club went on a shortroad trip. The trip was compulsory but Dale Clifford volunteered toremain at the clubhouse and keep an eye on things.When the gang hit the road and the clubhouse was deserted Dale came overto Cassie who cringed in expectation of a beating or of being usedsexually. She was surprised when Dale unlocked the chain holding her tothe billiard table."Get yourself. She stood up and turned around and let out a little screech. She said is that what I think it is and I said yes. She ran over to it and said no way. She came back and gave me a big hug and a kiss. I told her to go ahead. She went over to the shower and I showed her how it worked. She took off her robe and handed it to me. I turned on her music. I went back and got in the van. She turned the water on and got all wet. As she bent down to get the shampoo two teenaged boys walked by. They looked. A light excited moan in my ear is the only sign of approval I need. She is enjoying this too much. She tugs harder as I let a finger slide over her clit. Another two fingers brush either side of her clit as they move further to massage her labia. She starts to work my shaft more vigorously and I start to apply more pressure and even let a finger slip into her pussy. My father enters the room and she stops dead in her tracks. I don't have to do much more than work my wrist though, so I keep.