Three rapid knocks on the hotel room door. I gasped and pulled again on my bindings twisting my torso to get more leverage. No use. I wasn’t going a...ywhere until my lover would let me.I heard the door open, and some mumbled voices in the hallway. I could not make out what was being said, but it sounded like another man having a conversation with my lover. I then heard the door close.“Come in gentlemen,” he said. “Per our agreement, you are here only to watch. I need you to be extremely quiet.. It is my husband. He has been sitting in the room watching the whole time to make sure I am safe. They told him it was ok if he wants to come in the shower with me and help clean me up for round two. My husband did not waste any time getting in the shower.My husband kneels down in front of me and begins gently cleaning my pussy with his tongue. He is very good at this and always gets me to an orgasm. He knows I am very sore right now, but I won’t stop him. I reach down and grab his hair to hold. I think I can go commando forthe rest of the day." The two dominants laughed while the slaves lookedat each other and shrugged their shoulders.Once downtown, the subs were told to hold hands and remain three pacesbehind their owners. The dominants slowly worked their way through theshopping district to the alley that led to Hidden Pleasures.The tinkling bell announced their arrival. Marci was dusting some itemson a shelf and it did not appear that anyone else was in the store. Shewas. The other two boars were befuddled and simply stood where they were. That was too good an opportunity to pass up, so I fired my other round into the closest boar. That boar died as quickly as had the first one that I had shot, and we now had a gracious plenty of meat from this one hunting trip.As prudence dictated, Bill and I reloaded our shotguns before we did anything else. The dead animals were also so close to the truck that we could winch them aboard with a minimum amount of work. I stood.