Seems loud screaming made some of the men upset but I kind of guessed for some even muffled screams would be exciting.That would also prevent a woman ...alling to halt the proceedings. So much for the safe word that could be used. These guys were paying a lot of money for this so to them suffering was just part of the deal. It really was a bondage situation and both women would be in place for 90 minutes after things got started.Then both women also had a soft belt secured where their hips curved. Both my bikini top and the fine fabric of my light cotton skirt cling stickily to my flesh. With a sigh I clamber out of the lounger and tip toe across the burning paving slabs into the relative cool of the house, fix myself a cold drink and head upstairs to the back bedroom. This is the darkest and coolest room in the house. It has only two small windows looking out onto the garden below and receives little direct sunlight. I gulp down my drink, drop my book onto the floor and flop down on the. Strange, even though I had complete control over him, he was acting like he was the boss."What the fuck are you waiting for, Aaron!" He demanded. I smiled, hearing the desperation behind his anger.At that moment, there was a knock on our door. Tim looked confused as I told him to get it.Tim walked over to the door and opened it, revealing a girl on the other side. She wore yoga pants and a tight t-shirt that outlined her curvy figure. She had blond hair and slightly tanned skin. On her back was. She wore skirts that were so short they barely covered her ass. Infact she was forever pulling her skirt down to make sure it covered herass whenever I walked past her. I felt she was a bit of a bimbo. Thegirls who worked for me wore longer skirts.She had a team of boys working for her, all just out of college like thegirls who worked for me. I had been married before and as I just said Ihad a team of girls working for me and was not interested in having arelationship. Although I could not.