Her class that night had included a group of male friends who had invited her to a local bar for a drink, which she had declined to come home and fuck...the brains out of Kevin. But since he WANTED to see her getting "a real fucking from real men"... well, let it never be said she wasn't willing to make a sacrifice for a friend!As quietly as possible Melissa opened the closet door and pulled out one of her sexiest outfits. She took her boots and jacket too, then slipped out the door and changed. The man didn't move - he was waiting for the right moment, waiting for her to scream. She looked at him - her eyes widening, her lips peeling back to reveal brilliantly white teeth - and she took in a deep breath; he knew it was time.Before she could let out that breath in a scream, he jumped on her, landing with his knees on either side of her slender torso, trapping her between them; his cock slapped into her body, its tip landing at the bottom of the crevice between her breasts, his palm. .. ', '2-... ', '3-... ', '4-... ', '5-... ' Breathe!As he began to press down on her diaphragm again, he saw her chest rise slightly by itself. Not daring to hope, he pressed his head down between her breasts, his ear against her shattered breastbone.'I can hear her heartbeat!' he realized, and let out a "Whoopee", overjoyed that she was alive.If her blood was circulating, she could heal herself. Overcome with emotion, he sat there and wept uncontrollably.After a few moments, he looked up;. He got behind her and she felt him untying her hands. Hebuckled some sort of leather cuffs over her wrists and attached them to barthan hung over head, raising her hands over her head. Then he removed the blindfold.In the harsh light of a naked light bulb she saw that shewas standing in the basement of an old house, in some sort of home-made dungeon.The walls were made of big blocks of limestone, and there were ring-bolts andspikes driven into the rock from which hung chains and ropes. There.