"Why can't I remember," she sobbed, holding her head in her hands. Pulling the covers up over her, Karen cried herself to sleep.Karen recovered steadi...y, happy to have proper clothing once Ken returned from town. The pain in her fingers and toes went away the second day, allowing her to get up and move around more. She didn't talk much, lost in her own little world, and Kenneth didn't press her.She took over the cooking the third day, improving the fare considerably. Ken talked about his life,. Suddenly a cock came through the hole. Lisa dropped to her knees and stroked the cock. Her pussy was growing wet and hot.Lisa engulfed the cock with her mouth and she started to pump the cock with her lips. Her fingers rubbed her pussy as she sucked the strangers cock. Her first orgasm hit just as the stranger pumped a load of seamen into her mouth. Lisa sat back and could not believe that she had just sucked off a man and not a single word had been spoken. That just made it more. The position and way they were locked also meant using bolt cutters was impossible. She loved sex. She used do anything for it, to cum. Now her sex had been sealed away from her forever. Hating it for it was metal as well; it was all high polished steel silver, a contrast to her Pale White skin. Not being able to spread her legs further than a small walking stride was slowly irritating her more and more, but she couldn’t do anything about it.The same type steel silver metal cuffs on her. I unzipped my pants, and my erection popped out at her. She moved close and rubbed her pantyhosed thigh against it. I caressed her breasts and nipples with both hands as she put her arms around my neck. "Oh, Trev...I'm SO wet...do you want to cum on my pantyhose?" No sooner said, and the doorbell rang. I zipped up, ran downstairs, and answered the door to find none other than Donna standing there. "Hi...hoped Lorene would be home...have to go over the week's bank suff with her," she said. I let.