"Cindy stood mute, testing her bonds. These guys were certainly thorough! If she hadn't known what was going to happen, she'd have been freaking! As i... was, there was a clear trickle of fear running through her. There were a LOT of things she couldn't do with her arms, for instance, despite the relatively long length of chain. Reaching her face wasn't possible -- even her breasts were hard to reach. She could reach the buckle at her back -- not well, but she could reach it -- but she assumed. Heavy dark blue eyeliner andeye shadow, black false eyelashes, red blusher on my cheeks and postoffice red lips. A steel spiked collar was secured around my neck.After the makeup was completed I was forced to stand whereupon my wristswere cuffed behind my back. Finally a ten inch hobble chain was attachedto my ankles with further cuffs. Each of the Arabs had a baton and I wasprodded out of the room into the lift. At this stage no one saw me but itwas a different matter when I got to the hotel's. When you dream of your sister clawing at your back as she begs you to creampie her and knock her up, sobbing that you're the only man for her. I was a bit of a pervert then. Heck, I still am, though I'm smart enough to keep it secret.Now though, I'm twenty-seven. I'm a successful public accountant with an MBA. Numbers had been my second passion, and I've happily made a career of it. I'm not rich, but I make enough that I'm able to support my mother, and even my sister while she's between jobs.. I'll accept your apology if it'll make you feel better. You really did hurt me. I've put all that behind me though. Now, do you know what you'd like to order?" Yeah, I think I'll just have a cup of coffee. From what I hear, you're not very happily married." That's none of your business, Matt. I'll bring your coffee."She turned and left before I could say anything else. When she brought the coffee out, she sat it down and was gone quickly. I sat there sipping for a few minutes, thinking about.