When I woke my wrists were bound by thick leather cuffs, padded, but three inches wide and each buckle had a lock along with one attached to a D-ring ...rom each cuff. I suddenly realized I was naked except for the blue leather cuffs which I found to be how I was identified and called when the four men came into the room I was in and one called out "blue stand up and follow me". I stood and took a couple of steps to get my balance then attacked. The man did not have a chance, my kick snapped his. It - and I could not bring myself to think of it as he - showed no sign of comprehension. I tried something more basic, offered it some of the food that I had in my pack - an apricot, to be exact. It did grab the fruit - I only just avoided getting my hand savaged in the process - and then it bolted... up the wall, over my head and into the ornate carvings surrounding the ceiling. I could just about keep track of its movements, at first, following it at ground level as best I could, but I was. “Well, shit.” He muttered to himself, sitting painfully against the wall. “Now what the fuck are you going to do?”Day 155-168:Every morning the guards would demand he surrender his weapons before feeding him. John didn’t really have a way to use them to his benefit, so it wasn’t worth resisting. They saw where his hands were, and that he’d freed his boots, but didn’t make an issue of it. So long as he was weaponless, they were content to leave him be.It was the morning of his fifth day of. "You'll be gentle won't you Steve" Hazel asked. I nodded.Hazel ushered Nat onto the bed and to my surprise laid her down and placed her head between Nats legs. "Getting her moist and ready for you Steve. Fuck me please".Hazel bent over the end of the bed. Her head between Nats legs. Her basqued body, tits out and her arse and hairy trimmed pussy between her gorgeous red stockinged legs beckoned me. How could I resist.Hazel started licking Nats lightly haired pussy as I entered her. The problem.