She heard her grandma Tess had run a saloon with her husband. She typed in "1860 San Antonio Texas" and sat back to see what it was like.The next thin... she knew she was on a dusty dirt road. Looking around she saw a woman in antebellum hoop skirts with miles and miles of fabric. She looked down and saw she was wearing a bright emerald green antebellum dress. She looked across the street seeing the sign over the saloon that read Miss Tessie's Place.She smiled and headed to the saloon. She walked. It was a lovely feeling – being held down like that, helpless with them in control of me, and then I heard a zip undo and his penis was inside me from behind. Then another zip and the really famous actors penis was right in front of my face. You know that I never, ever give blowjobs. Well, I did. I sucked it. I cradled his balls in my hand as my pussy was fucked from behind. Isn’t that called ‘spit-roasting’? I think so. I’ve been spit-roasted by two really famous actors. Oh they had their fun. .I noticed him instinctively reach for a napkin without a thought and move to help, then stop mid-reach as he realized just where he would be daubing. and how that might go over with someone he didn’t know enough about. I loved that he actually had to stop himself. I wished, in that very moment, that he hadn’t.There was that awkward moment of laughter, along with my comment about remembering how hotel robes don’t always stay tied. He played along and said, “I’ll have management look into that,. The two female slavers led Mary Beth down the stairs, stopping at the door. At this point a leather hood was put on over her head and zipped shut. The only opening in the hood was a slit for the nose.Mary Beth was then led to a van parked in the driveway and put in the rear. Even with her vision totally obscured by the hood, she sensed it was a van. She was immediately placed in a wooden cage with iron bars, with only sufficient room to sit, not stand.Her handcuffs, leg irons, gag, and hood.