She winced as each one was clipped on her soft labia skin. When he'd applied all six he pulled two lengths of duct tape from a roll and taped the pegs...against her thighs.'Want to try moving?'Kim tried a tentative tug on the rope restraining her arms, there was no movement whatsoever. Then she tried moving her legs. Nothing, she was completely unable to move. Bound, helpless, her cunt clamped open and exposed Kim shivered with a heady mixture of arousal and trepidation. She knew she was going to. The other men watched him, curious. "Phillip," said Andrew, "no one else in the house plays piano, do they?"Phillip looked confused. "Why in the hell should that matter now?" Because someone is playing your piano." They all listened, and, faintly, from another room, they heard it: The soft, ghostly strains of music. "My sonata," said Phillip.All three men left the parlor, following the sound of a discordant tune to the music room. When they arrived they found every lamp but one extinguished,. "Lance is going to join us for some pictures!"The women gathered round in a semi-circle again with the oily Lance centre stage just the way he liked. Louise couldn't help but notice that his hand was firmly on the backside of one of the younger girls and his eyes were staring down her top as opposed to looking at the camera."EDAM!" shouted Gary and they dutifully smiled. They managed several pictures before Lance lost interest."Ooh Lance, can I have your autograph for my Nan?" squealed Rebecca,. They went to the doctor, and he claimed it was just "old age" but they were only 50, so it remained a mystery.I looked around the room.Red walls, a big fireplace in the center of the far wall, a wood table in the middle of the room, a white carpet with a brown design underneath.Very cozy, to say the least.I got up to look at her bookshelf.I was just looking down the second shelf when she draped her hand down my shoulder. I was surprised. Pleasantly so."Here's your coffee," She handed the warm.