Now her body was an integral part of the taut multiple chains, her ankle cuffs attached in front and the chain from her crotch strap connected to the ...all in back of her. Her legs were straight out in front of her, and the tension of the chain in back felt like it was forcing the large vibrator-equipped double plug even deeper into her now-oozing sex, as if that were possible.Now came the tricky part. If she got any of this wrong she would be violating her strict and specific orders, and locked. There were two grimy pillows lying on the dirty, worn carpet. Cindy shook her head in disbelief and said, with a shudder, My god, guys, this is the worst place I have ever been in. Jerry replied, sternly, Well hell, mother, we are here, and the rooms paid for, so you are just going to have to put up with the, this one time, cause Larry and I arent going to waste any more time looking for another place to fuck you in. The total screwing that we are fixing to give you comes from years of watching. He was asked to remain shirtless for next 3 games which actually made me happy.I was actually enjoying this game and I was not shy anymore to look openly at the shirtless guy. He had less hair on his chest. His Bermuda was loose around his waist and I could see jockey tagline peeking at me. I survived the third and the fourth game and by now one more guy was without his shirt and other guy was made to run and get ice water from the pantry as punishment. It was the fifth game where all the. Besides the gazes ofthe men, several women studied her too. Their facesheld a variety of emotions. Jealousy, eagerness,boredom, and in one case, fear.As a couple, they had joined a group of “like mindedfolks” who indulged in private pleasures that somemight no understand. And if they did, they were eitheroutraged, or, more often than not, secretly jealous.Once a month, they got together and enjoyed themselves.This month, it was their turn to host. As they all made small talk and.