" To my consternation, however, Peter also asked Sue about Michael. I wasn't sure how he'd made the connection between her and his missing steward, bu... Sue handled herself beautifully. She told Peter that she and Michael were acquainted and that Michael had left instructions for her to receive his invitation if his business trip kept him from attending. Peter seemed to accept this but I couldn't quell the alarm I felt.The private party was a much smaller event, held on Peter's terrace. Slaves. "The bigger of the two men that had captured me pushed me down the basement steps, found a set of manacles and clamped my hands around a post. "Don't run off now," he said as he mounted the steps.Still hungry, I survey my prison, saw only the one door at the top of the rickety stairs and a single, skinny window and wondered what was going on. I still had not heard any cries of anguish from the captive, if she was indeed here, and I did not understand why she would have been taken except for. "BITCH TELL ME YOU LIKE THE WAY I SLAM MY COCK INTO YOUR FUCKING PUSSY! TELL ME NOW TAMMY! YOU WANTED A GOOD FUCKING ,WELL HERE IT IS! IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS!" Tammy began to whimper. She was like a lost puppy who didn't know where it's home was or who it belonged to. Her cunt was numb from the visious pounding of the rubber dick and Sasha really knew how to work a cock.Her movements were making Tammy soaking wet. She began to meet each stroke as Sasha banged her swollen cunt. Red and raw. He was wincing with pain as she licked it clean of any drops left to be taken.She jerked upright, stared about the room, then jumped to the hard plank flooring, her toes curling. "You must leave. Go, now. You have to get out of here," she yelled. Then she swiftly glided over and out a doorway leaving Travis to slowly gather his clothing, dress as well as he could, and make his way to the doorway.He turned, looking about the room as well. Sniffing the air. Just now noticing the webs.