As I was working in night shift I was not introduced to kavitha aunty.After some couple of days mom introduced me to her on tuesday as she had holiday...on every tuesday. We spoke for some time after that she went. Mom said me about her divorcee story. On the same evening while going to office I saw aunty washing clothes in front of her house wearing nighty, I said hi and saw the full boobs from top of her nighty and she observed that and was smiling naughtily, I was confused for a moment by her. She was being held absolutely immobile, totally vulnerable and completely exposed. She could feel pressure on her nipples, and looking down as much as her situation could allow, saw that fine steel wires running from her own ankles were tied tightly around them, pulling them outward and causing them to swell to an angry red color."Ah, good," she heard Craig say. "Our little slut slave is awake. Now we can show her the real surprise." Hello, bitch," a distantly familiar female voice whispered. They were dancing around her, and she was dancing between them. One of the guys slowly put his hand on her waist, but Arpita didn’t protest, she didn’t even pause for a moment. The others nodded in excitement, they knew she was a slut the moment they had seen her.Another guy slowly brushed his hand on her thighs, yet Arpita didn’t protest. She was not in a condition to judge right or wrong, she was simply too drunk and too horny. Slowly that guy who put his hand on her thigh, started rubbing it. “I’ll tell you Ed I lived with Everette for over fifteen years. I said no to all the offers that came along. Now that he left me for a younger woman, I plan to start saying hell yes.”“Again that sounds promising,” I suggested.“There is a real good chance that Lucinda, Gerome, and I could come as a package,” she said.“Huh?’ I asked.“I kinda promised Lucinda that I would convince you to swing with us. That is if you asked me to fuck,” she explained. “I was pretty sure that you were interested..