Herealized he had been so entranced by the blonde goddess that he hadwalked into a lamppost. He quickly got to his feet and hurried awaychastised by t...e low laughs of the happy couple, he heard as he fledanother strange exchange."You did it again, Zoe." The man remarked, amused by the situation.The blonde replied in her best Popeye impersonation, "I yams what Iyams."In Ambrose's Mirabel was doing her best to not seem ecstatic. The bookwas authentic and she wasn't about to leave without it. She. With renewed liberation I sucked and licked, squeezed her clitoris and drank her sweet moisture. ‘Sophie,’ I have no idea who said this, ‘fetch the bag.’ I looked up and watched as Sophie stood and walked out of the room, returning a few moments later with a small black bag in her hand. She took a long, black silk scarf from the bag and handed it to Left who tied it quickly around my eyes. My muttered resistance was quieted with a touch of a finger to my lips. Someone, I don’t know who, lifted. Finally when she came down she mumbled, "Thank you." I wondered why exactly she was thanking me, but decided not to ask.We all moved to the table in various states of undress, took our normal seats, and ate the breakfast that I had prepared. I noticed with amusement that three of us had towels draped across the chairs. It reminded me that we were getting quite an accumulation of dirty towels that someone would have to end up washing with our clothes. The mundane things have to be done along. She had been left alone in her new room."Welcome to tonight's show," Steve said to the crowd, who cheered the beginning of the nights entertainment. "In the room behind me we have tonight's test subject. You will soon see her tied to a pole and then the "elements" will be added to the situation." Laura could hear nothing in her tiny, soundproof room and could only wait for her ordeal to be over, whenever that would be.The curtains were opened and the crowd of about 20-25 men and women oohed.