It was probably what Ihad experienced when I saw her doing my makeup from before. I bet thesame exact things were going through her mind. She handed m... the firstdress, which was gold dress that went to the middle of my thighs. Taylordidn't like it, so I tried on the second dress. The second dress was awhite dress that had black lines going up and down the dress. It was alittle tight, but I was able to slip into it and I could breathe withoutthe dress restricting my breathing. Taylor's face lit. I looked at her and I could see she was interested. She took a long look at me.- Maybe, she said teasingly, started dressing and we packed up to go home.We walked towards the car park. There stood the young guy waiting. He hardly dared to look at us.- Well, what about it, can he join us or not? I asked my ex-gf.- Okay.I saw the interest glowing out of their eyes.During the short car trip we managed to introduce ourselves to each other. His name was John.I told him that me and my girl like to. Here in the living room. Then I am going to do whatever I want of you and you will not be able to stop me.” His cock was bursting to be free as she submitted;her wrists together as he tied the rope around them until the rope was deep in her skin. He grabbed one of the dining room chairs, putting it in the middle of the room. He grabbed the end of the rope and pulled it until she complied, moving her to the chair. “Bend over the chair.” He pulled the rope to the bottom of the chair as she did as. I thought this might be hard for them too, but it's obvious I underestimated the impact."Steve nodded in return. "We may have to consider changing hair styles and facial hair, or something similar. With twenty of us, though, it will be hard to get enough visually distinct looks to solve the problem completely."As Steve finished talking, he heard more male voices approaching behind him. He turned as two more of his 'brothers' entered the room. Two more women, who'd been standing back while Steve.