Holy shit. So in response, I sent her a dick-pic with caption "what do you think?". She replied "Not bad -I've seen bigger black dicks, but not many ,...ours is good". I guess that's not the worst response to a dick pic I suppose, ha ha .After a little more talk, she asked "You like bigger woman ?" . "Oooh yeah" I replied. She replied with a bikini selfie. It was hot as fuck and got my dick super hard. "When do you want to meet" I asked . Frustratingly , she stopped messaging me after that. It. Polly Legett also wanted to sit down and have a good talk to the new choirmaster - Sonika Jharm - and ask her what her views on all this public nudity stuff was. Polly was so used to being involved in a church that was so totally against such things - and she thought she was broad minded enough to understand why. But having a new choirmaster and a new reverend that would openly allow all the teenagers from the youth choir to have a Music Retreat at a NUDIST Camp was a real shock and just a bit. I mean I was paying a thousand dollars. They have already licked my pussy into several orgasms. I could not imagine what they would do for an encore.After about a half an hour, Salvatore came and got me and brought me to another room. This room was dark and lit by candles and again there was soothing music. The table was raised like a massage table, but it was much larger. The men then took off my robe and I was put onto this table. This wasn’t like any other table though. It felt very warm on. Or perhaps that was the point - I had no say any more. I had lost control. I hooked my head around to see my predicament. I was lying on a mattress on the floor of Jo's room. My collar had been attached to a radiator pipe via a very short length of rope. There was no way this rope was coming free as the pipe was strong and my hands were held firmly behind my back. I tried to feel for the knots in the rope linking my hands with my ankles but to no avail. Jo had very adeptly looped the doubled.