Vaishali tugged Shilpa to the couch by her tied wrists and pushed her down on it, then called Kunal over. Together, Kunal and Vaishali teased Shilpa, ...ach sucking a breast, Vaishali kissing Shilpa’s thighs while rubbing her through her panties. Shilpa was just about to scream when Vaishali finally pulled them off. Shilpa wanted to reach out and touch Vaishali’s soft body, but couldn’t because of her tied hands. Kunal kissed Shilpa and held her thighs apart for Vaishali who spread Shilpa’s. Even my clothes weren't my own. They were nearly all black and looked like the same outfit that my mother had been wearing. I was even wearing the same high heeled boots, nearly losing my balance and falling over as a result. "Oh shit," I whispered, still confused but beginning to get an idea as to what was going on. I turned my attention to the chair I had just climbed out of, seeing another identical, but empty chair just a few feet away, and that both of them were attached to a strange. .. he isn't," I said noticing how John's eyes were trying to avert looking at our daughter's ass, trying to.She picked up the coffee taking a sip and looked at me finally fully opening her eyes."Oh and where is he?" She asked.Instead of answering I looked at John sitting at the kitchen table. Kristy followed my stare and gasped."Hi pumpkin ... you ... you slept in late today," John stumbled with a reply.He looked at our daughter facing him, his eyes trying hard not to slide down towards those. His tone is authoritative. "I don't want to use the straw," I said rebelliously. "Why did you bring me here?" I ask trying to calm down. "You said you wanted to talk. Well, this is where I talk," he said with a crooked smile. "I assume it's about the other night when you sucked my cock." "I told you I'm not gay!" I see a few of the men near us looking at me. They look really rough. Maybe I said that a little too loud. I can see the way they are looking at me and it's not good. "This is a pretty.