I could only stare uncomprehendingly at the door to our bedroom with my heart pounding and my throat constricting.Susan’s voice became loud… her c...ies of lust were easily heard through the door. “Oh, OH… MY GOD… YES, THAT’S IT. KEEP THAT UP. OH, OH I AM GOING TO CUM ALREADY… OH YEA... YES, YES MORE… JUST LIKE THAT…. DON’T STOP. GOD, PLEASE DON’T STOP……”I crawled over to one of the dining room chairs and levered myself up off the floor. I could feel the bile rising from my stomach. I ran to the. I heard the roar of the lift motor as I was being raised into the air. When the roar stopped and I was no longer moving is when it began. These guys were using my breasts as punching bags while others were inserting objects up my snatch. I felt clamps being attached to each breast and pussy lip, four clamps in all. Then I felt the juice. The clamps they had attached to my tender spots were jumper cables. No wonder they bit into my flesh so painfully. My fan had prepared a slow trickle type of. And she had watched the people grin and applaud. Then she must have fainted. A sharp waft of smelling salt had brought her back to consciousness. She had gasped. And she had blinked the world back into focus.She had lain on her knees. Her arms were still caught in the chains. But they had been slackened enough to allow her to sink down. The two men and the woman stood around the fireplace. They chatted and drank their drinks. The dog had gone. A gloved hand cupped her chin. It made her look. But she seemed to want her own ways and she never knew I suspected anything but it was ultimately sexually stimulating for me! So I began pretending I didn’t notice. Of course, over years I had proposed things to Sherry, sexual permutations etc, and she always responded to a vibrator dildo with pleasure, or a sloppy fuck with a slide into her exotic ass. But she showed little interest in threesomes, or fucking my friends, especially with me participating or even watching, it seemed like she.