“Alright, now go on with the countdown!”“4…….3…….2………………”Stephanies breasts were moving up and down rapidly… she was hyp...rventilating in a state of sheer terror and panic.“…..1………….”BANG! Jack smiled as the 5 chains hit Stephanies cunt lips for the first time. The impact was so violent that a small piece of her sensitive flesh was ripped off immediately, flying high in the air. An ear deafening scream echoed through the room. As Jennifer lowered her pussy on Stephanies open mouth the scream. I’d seen her braless in shirts many times before but this time was different, looking at the dusky brown hint of nipples pressed against the fabric caused a ripple of lust in my balls. Farah studied my face then asked “What the fuck are you gawking at?”“Your tits, they’re looking good tonight.”She dipped her head and looked at her own bust, “Yeah, look how my nipples are hard. It must be because of the wet shirt.”“It doesn’t look wet” I observed.Farah put a hand over the rise of her left breast. He then tied the end of the rope around my neck. I couldn't move them. The pressure on my shoulders was almost immediately unbearable, but if I tried to move them, the rope would dig into my neck, making it impossible to breathe.I could feel him watching me for a moment, enjoying my torment. Then he turned the ignition on once again. We weren't there. We kept going, but this time I couldn't sleep the pain in my shoulders and neck prevented me from doing so. We must have been getting close to. A bit exhausted he reaches the target floor. Immediately he notices weird souncs coming from further down the corridor. Rhythmic bumps, a muffled voice? Two voices? It's really hard to tell... With one heavy bag of luggage in each hand he hurries along the hallway towards the source of the commotion. Room 4.69. Standing right in front of the door he thinks he can even perceive muffled screams mixed with slapping and bumping. Is someone being beaten up in there?? Stephan's getting really.