As he ate and drained his wine, Millington brainstormed and wrote down all the things he needed before calling it a day and going to bed. As soon as h...s head hit the coolness of his pillow, Millington fell asleep, a self-satisfied smile crowning his face. KateI’d heard about eliteswingers from a friend of mine at university. Her application had been refused but, the second time, she’d upped her game and submitted a bizarre sexual fantasy that involved group water sports, a glass coffee table,. "Next time, maybe, just maybe, I will be wearing something different? Or maybe nothing?" She looked coyly at me. "Would you like that? You could still behave, show such good manners? Even if I were naked?"I grinned lecherously. "That sounds great! And of course I'll remember the rules and mind my manners. But whatever you want to do, whatever makes you happy. Because that's why we're doing this, really." I let my eyes drop to her body, just visible in the door opening. "Well, that. “I’ll go get my robe and just hold it open so you can see.” I was literally shaking a little now. “Ok.” was all I could manage. She got up and left. She must have been gone 15 minutes. When she got back, she was standing in her robe. I could see that she was barefoot and not wearing jeans anymore. Just her robe. The sun room was so bright and clear, the sun shining right on her. “Sorry, I couldn’t find my robe.” I laughed.She stood right in front of me, and then sort of held her breath, closed. She was worn out from being brutally fucked and coming three times. Her pussy was sore and she just wanted to sleep. She looked at the timer and then she understood how dire her situation was. She had only been there for 40 minutes! She had to keep cumming, at least every 20 minutes, for over three more hours! She wanted to beg to be released but she was gagged. She knew it would not do any good anyway but somehow the gag added to her vulnerability. The tightness of the bonds also added to her.