Slipping wrists and ankles out of circlets of chain was one thing; working them out of tight-fitting cuffs would be something else again. Still if she...could get her hands as low as her ankles and work them around in front of her, she ought to be able to get the keys (under house rules he had to leave them in plain sight somewhere), and she'd become almost gymnast-agile over the years of their games... She shivered sensually as the cuffs clicked shut around her wrists. Liam adjusted them. ” The band struck up an electric Techno rhythm as Lindsey watched a woman in disco outfit slithering toward their table. The woman was short, wearing a long blonde curly wig and multi-colored head wrap along with a flirty short skirt that was slit to the waist and leaving nothing to the imagination. She reached out and took a sip from Steven’s drink then motioned for him to stand. Lindsey sat watching the woman now dancing with her husband. She couldn’t figure out who she was and perhaps. Relished in every act her guests performed. To her, the very act of taking someone up the arse, and for them letting them do so, was the most primal act of all.It took a matter of forty seconds before Petra uttered the final words.“Game, set and match to Richard.”Richard naturally, patted himself on the back, but in all truthfulness had to admit that he owned the better equipment and was playing with good quality balls from start to finish.As soon as Richard released Melissa’s hair she pulled. Now, she was nude and tied to the tree, with one foot on the ground and other leg up in a spread an forced vertical version of the splits. She looked like one of the Radio city Rocketeers during one of there high kicks, that had been frozen into this position this had left her wet pussy so open and vulnerable. She probably would have been very uncomfortable if she had not been drugged. But after having the most enjoyable orgasm of her young life, it had only left her with a most satisfying.