She was worried too. Then one of them grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her towards him. She let out a startled yelp and I could see real...fear in her eyes. "Hey!" I shouted, "Get your fucking hands off her!" as I stood up. Two guys stood in front of me, they didn't say anything just stood there glaring at me. I tried to get through them but they just shoved me back in my chair. In desperation I shouted for the manager or the projectionist, someone, anyone, to and what was going to. But most importantly she could attach Jim’s hands to the ring, then when she removed the device it would be impossible for him to overcome her when reattachment time came around.When she asked Don how Jim could masturbate with his hands clipped to his neck. Don said Jim would just have to rub against something, a foot, a pair of panties, the floor it didn’t matter. Jim would be so desperate he would find a way, and it would be fun to watch. Jim was released on a Sunday afternoon at 1:45 PM he. I think he’s getting close, that he’s going to come this way, but he pauses for a second, and says ‘my turn to be on top’. He pushes me backwards into the bed, still impaled on him. He grabs my wrists and holds them above my head, so tight that they start to go numb. In that position, he plunges into me, over and over, harder and harder. He gasps with each thrust as he fucks me, rougher than usual. I feel him deeper than I remember ever feeling him before, the head of his cock hitting the spot. Most of the sisters of the colony were gathered in animated conversation around the expansive dining table, which Sheila said doubled as a conference table for group meetings. They were all topless, and most were bottomless. Never before had I seen so much exposed female flesh in one place at one time.In a daze, I tried to process a torrent of new information. I was kinda prepared for the sight before me thanks to Sheila’s sudden introduction to public nudity. Nothing Darlene told me about this.