Since it was strip spin the bottle the person being told what to do had to remove another persons article of clothes & to do it in a way that would be...hard to do ( like use only one hand, behind your back,using feet, teeth, etc.) anything to make it fun & hard to do.Lucky me I got first choice as the bottle pointed to me, I told Danny he had to remove Als blouse while they were sitting on the floor back to back. Since he could not see what he was doing his hands were coming in contact with her. She opened her eyes, then squeezed them shut again, willing herself to go back to sleep when she realized where she was. Jason’s home. Jason was near. Her back still stung, but it was a far cry from the agony she’d experienced at the time the injuries were in the making. Her hand snaked down between her thighs to gingerly touch herself, barely brushing a fingertip along the little petals of her sex. That didn’t really hurt at all, but the memory of what he’d done to her made her wince anyway.. After a while I hear a man say that guests can line up for food. This makes me very nervous. I hear a lot of footsteps coming towards me. Then I see the first man standing over me. He picks up a big serving fork and takes a slice of the meat off my body. The fork worries me. It's pointy and being used to pick stuff up off my body. What if someone pokes me with it?The line continues. With each guest, I worry about being poked. And, after a while, I do start getting poked occasionally. . Hands up high. Reach for the stars." I eyed her warily as I hesitantlyraised my arms above my head. Alison held the straps above me andthreaded my hands through some loops. "Good girl," she mumbled, "now liftyour head up, baby. That's right." She fed my head through theappropriate place and twirled me around, and I felt the narrow leatherstraps settle over my shoulders. I anxiously fingered the wide whitepiece of leather across my chest as I unexpectedly felt the strapstighten around me. It.