I walked over to my wardrobe and removed the false panel and unlocked the concealed door and gazed at my stash of lingerie and heels. I selected a pac...et of taupe sheer-to-the-waist pantyhose. Despite the graveness of the situation I did feel a small tingle of excitement as I smoothed the pantyhose up my legs and over my tummy and buttocks. I carefully arranged the toes of the hosiery around my painted toenails so that I didn't ladder them. I sat down on the bed and pulled a pair of peach. Serena bucked away, inadvertently pushing her ass straight into the hand that came from behind.She turned frantically, bending herself away from both men. Her panties were clawed, stretched taut in her bid to escape, and then tore free of one of her legs. Serena spun toward the door, saw her opportunity for escape and ran. In a flying rugby-style tackle she fell to the floor. He covered her legs with his body, his face pressed against the cheeks of her ass, his breath hot and moist as he. He sauntered to his sleeping bag again, grinning at her over his shoulder. "Just wanted you in the right mood for some more fun," he said, bending over the bag and unfolding it and looking. He straightened up with a camera in his hand, checking it for focus and film.Gail had tried to compose herself as she got up off the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair from her eyes. "What are you going to do?" she asked, knowing what he had in his mind and hoping against hope he. If you wish to understand what I just said, place the helmet over your head and make yourself comfortable in the chair." Food?" Taima said, falling back on his instincts."You will not need to eat for a number of hours. I will prepare your meal for you. Go and sit."Taima walked into the next room and saw the chair. Next to it was an almost round object with a hole in the bottom of it. He held it. The shell was smooth. The helmet wasn't heavy and the inside had no smell. The covering inside was.