"Andre, the harnesssss," said Lars.Andre returned momentarily with a set of leather belts and buckles unlike anything Adrienne had ever seen."Essssspe...ially for you!" Lars sneered as he motioned to the others.Struggle as she might, Adrienne was no match for the three groundskeepers who proceeded to loop the belts around and across her. A wide section covered her vagina, but left her anus exposed. Other narrower belts, when buckled, pulled arms and legs in such a fashion that any position. "What do you want of me? I-I don't understand? You're all so young! You should be out playing football or chasing girls, not kidnapping a twenty- eight year old married woman."Suddenly the fear she'd felt riding the motorcycle rushed back to clutch at her, sending a shiver and chill through her whole body. She shuddered her shoulders trembling. It was so ridiculous, funny almost. It seemed like an eternity since she'd gotten up that morning drank her coffee, retrieved the newspaper from its. Besides I’m the only one that gets to kick that ass!” To emphasize the point he slaps the hell out of my ass!I laugh and taunt, “Oh yeah old man, you know I can take you any day of the week.” And then, I kick him in his ass (in a loving manner of course).Bernie suggests...Hell, I might have opened a real can of worms playing with Liz since she looks worse than ever now. I back down, “Liz you’re right - you could take me any day of the week. How about we head inside, take a shower and then rest. I wasn't thinking of a romantic dinner followed by who knows what. No, the secret desires of my youth were ruling the day and once again, I wanted to find something I'd regret in the morning.After the short drive into the heart of the city, I walked into the first bookstore of what was known as Bookstore Row, a string of adult stores tucked away in the seedier part of town. Seeing nothing but a few undesirable types, I quickly perused the lingerie and then left for the next one. I was uncertain.