We were being forced down a narrow passage between two old rundown houses when all of a sudden a third guy came out from a doorway and shoved me throu...h it. I was told to strip and didn't argue, they still had my wife. Two of them rolled out an old office chair and ordered me to sit. They tied my wrists, forearms, chest, and feet to the chair with clothesline. The lights were turned on then and my wife was pushed to stand next to me. They went through her purse and my wallet. My wife could have. We started playing again and my luck didn't change. But I have to admit that all of a sudden the game seemed a lot more interesting.Sometimes Sean won. But he still took whatever piece of clothing I was losing and he obviously enjoyed it just as much as his friends were. It started out simple. First I lost one sneaker, then the other. Then I lost a gym sock, then another. Now it was about to get interesting. So everyone was upset when I won a hand. I was even a little disappointed!I quickly. Tim was at a loss for words. By the time he’d come up with something to say, Rosa had melted into Nat’s arms. He held the side of her head as they passionately kissed. Never breaking, Rosa then slid her arms up behind the bull’s neck as he reached down and gripped her ass. Rosa had never kissed Tim so passionately. Tim’s heart thumped as the pit of his stomach dropped out. This was the Rosa he wanted to see – the Rosa he missed; the Rosa he would gaze at enamored when he pushed the big dildo. It was homecoming weekend and Shawna was on the schools drill team. She had always been a pretty girl, and I often had to fight off the boners I’d achieve when I saw her in her bikini or nightie around our parents’ home.Shawna had a single room in her dorm, with a semi-private bathroom, which she shared with her friend who lived next door. The plan was for me to say on her extra bed in order to save my parents’ some money on a hotel when they arrived Friday evening. Shawna had turned twenty-one.