Both Steven and Peter were fondling the side of my hips as well. The gentle motion of the carriage made it even nicer."Sirs!" I protested, "You really...ought not to be doing this? What will become of me?"Peter replied that I was in safe capable hands, (how could I argue with that one?). With that my dress was lifted over my waist and my entire bottom was nakedly on display to these wicked wicked men! I felt a hand push my back down a little and I bent forward. Then John, sitting directly behind. Still, Heather had made it a point to slather sunscreen all over us before we’d set out.Once we’d stretched out our bodies, Heather gathered up the thermos and a Ziploc from one of the plastic containers. She passed the water to us as she ripped some soft rust-brown material from the contents of the bag. She offered the leathery wad to Lara, who examined it curiously. Heather laughed, silently of course, and then tore a piece for herself and ate it. Then I had my own rip in hand, and Lara and I. He attached a leather parachute with weightsand a leash and the stood and gently tugged the leash which forced my ballstogether in a crushing motion and sent deeper waves of pain through my body. I realised he had me by the balls completely and listened to him as he toldme to kneel on the bath mat and wait while he showered. I did as I was toldand when he emerged noted that he had soap suds still dripping from his cockand balls. He followed my eyes and laughed saying here is your first task,you. A flash of red hair sat upright, and slowly turned towards Katherine. The shock that it wasn't Gav momentarily rendered Katherine senseless, before she realized where she had seen the face before. On Gav's desk. It was his wife, Megan.In that moment, Katherine took in the whole image. Tammy, lying back on the bed, her legs spread, dark nipples fully erect and pointing up from her breasts. Megan, sitting there nude, with a look of murder in her eyes. And Gav, nowhere to be seen."Who the FUCK.