All laid out neatly mainly white brassierres, knickers, and tights all on top. Carefullly and remembering how they were, I lifted out the top ones to ...ee what lay beneath. As I progressed I found a white suspender belt and then a cream one, realy good ones, deep panelled with broad long straps and metal suspender tabs. Then a roll on girdle in black and pink that looked like it was for special occasions. My heart was pounding at the thought of her wearing these superb items and wondering how. I grab your hand and pull it towards the corner of the bed. You hear Velcro rip and then a soft, fuzzy handcuff wraps around your wrist. You pull against the cuff and discover it doesn't allow much movement. Your other hand is guided to the corner. The same soft material wraps around your wrist. Each ankle gets the same. You're strapped down to my bed. Your wet pussy is exposed and begging for attention.Lips start kissing your neck and slowly work downward. Moans escape your lips. You pull. He started snapping at people and soon everyone who could do so avoid him did. Roger knew that what he was doing was wrong but he couldn't help it.Finally he called Bart into his office, "Bart, I have to get out of here or I won't have a business left. I need to get away for a while."Bart looked relieved, "I'm glad that you see what is happening to you. Get away for a while. I can run the business for a while."Roger hesitated before continuing, "Would you feel slighted if I asked my father to. " She put one hand on her own tit and the other on Nate's cock, and he came a few seconds later. She pointed it at a box of hand sanitizer, and then shoved him away.Then Anne spread herself out in front of Cristy, and pulled the girl's face back to her pussy. I always said Anne got off on ordering people around, and I guess I was literally right. She came in just a few moments, spurting all over Cristy's face. That put me over the top."Fuck!" I yelled, pulling out of Cristy's pussy. Anne sprang.