Everyone was now Jacki's sex slave. Debbie, Marion, Joy, Jenny, Sara, and Beth were all bent over the spanking rail, hands and feet cuffed to the floo... in a spread-eagle position. They all had dried girl cum on their faces, and all sported very red asses from their spankings. Amy was still chained in her 'piss whore' corner, waiting to see what was going to happen to her daughter.Linda and Carol, however, were now cuffed together. They were standing with their arms pulled over their heads,. .. Stacy Chapman" I replied taking his hand. It was warm and firm, sending a thrill through my body. We held hands a little longer than was necessary for two people making introductions. I wasn't going to be the first one to withdraw. "Pleased to meet you Stacy" he said flashing a warm smile, eventually letting go of my hand. I felt a little disappointed.From this point on, we chatted like old friends. I told him about myself and he in turn told me his life story.I told him I was going to. "You flaming bitch! You've fucking lost it! Get out of my apartment. You want to own me! I'm not into that S+M crap. Okay maybe a little, you know fuzzy handcuffs and shit, and okay the cock ring was cool, but me, a slave, fuck that! I'm way too good looking. So just get out okay, of my apartment and of my life!" and he pointed to the door. The only thing that detracted from the overall effect was just the hint of self-satisfaction amidst his aggrieved pout as he realized what a good speech. It also might be an opportunity for groups of us to go.” She seemed to reflect for a moment. “I’m trying, and failing, to think of a time when I could talk so freely about sexuality and feel accepted for being on the hypersexual side. ‘scuse me, but I need to work on some pleasant tension that this conversation is bringing.” Jill was still on her lap, with Joyce’s arms around her. Joyce moved Jill to sit next to her on the loveseat, kissing her, and pulling her hand under her own skirt. Those.