Greg looked at our ladies, "Are you ready to go?"Cindy looked at Beth who looked at me. Greg looked at all of us, "Okay, what's going on?" Oh, nothing..." Cindy told him as she took his arm and we all headed for the elevators instead of the front door. I checked the room number on the key—Top Floor! Obviously, Beth's dad spared no expense on this evening.When we got to the room I opened the door and stepped back to let our ladies precede us into the room."Wow!" was Cindy's first comment. "This. I soon found myself standing, naked bar the now badly laddered stockings, secured to the top of the cross with my wrists tight in leather straps. The stockings, had torn when I had been thrown to the floor, it had not made them happy, so at the command of the more forceful of the two men they quickly pulled them from my legs, before each of my ankles were pulled to the cross, and I was rapidly secured, again with straps. holding me vulnerably open in the shape of a cross for whatever abuse. My cock stirred, I hadn't cum in days, not since I told her my fantasies, not since we ordered it. Now it was here. It was time to give her my ass.I had always dreamt of being ass fucked, but it was just a fantasy, I never had the courage to make it happen. I must have jerked off to hundred porno's where guys take it in the ass from girls. That's how she found out, she found my secret stash and watched it all. I walked in on her, she didn't even blush. I did."Sweetie, do you watch this?" She. Evena few suggestions of branding irons, spikes, racks to bend their bodies, andcanes and dildoes in all shapes and sizes.Not looking for sex but desparate to find someone she could confide in abouther awful secret desires, Eva replied to some of the box number ads.,carefullyobtaining a box number of her own in a small magazine that had nothing to dowith kinky sex."Gentleman wishes to share stringent B/D ideas,F on F preferred, no payment justchat by letter or in person and possible mutually.