He's a regular at the parties and he likes to"visit" me once a week. oh, so your gay? no I am more bi but I make a lot of money being a sissy. I make ...ore than working at a convenience store. Wow that hurts.He gave me a quick tour of the apartment, we were playing video games and drinking a beer.Steve asked so you want to see the rest of the apartment? I noticed there was a second bedroom but the door was closed, I just figured it was an empty spare room.He told me to leave my beer because. What she saw was the six girls we had delivered to the Emir, locked into one or other of the Emir's medieval "toys". Femke was strapped to the heavy wooden rack, her arms and legs already stretched to painful tautness. Peta was hanging by her wrists and ankles which were tied star fashion to the rim of a great wooden wheel dangling from the ceiling of the room. She was crying out as she tried to relieve her arm and leg muscles of the strain of supporting her weight.Janice had been tied, naked,. “I think this mean’s God is real.”“What?”“How else would magic coins work?”“Just because you’ve proved there’s a devil, doesn’t mean you proved there’s a god,” Elizabeth worried morosely.Frieda spun around at the elevators. “Is that true? But doesn’t--Shit.”“You know,” Owen said. “I wish I’d been prepared for these.”“Why weren’t you?”“Would you believe a crazy old man who said his coins were magic?” Owen shook his head.“What would you have done differently?” Elizabeth asked. The three of them. We packed our stuff up and left the room only to return tomorrow.******I have awoken from my sweet slumber because I felt fingers caress my body in the most sensual of ways. They were so powerful, yet gentle. Wild, yet tamed. Erotic as hell, to say the least. I found myself pouting with sadness when his hands left my body, but was soon pacified when his lips covered mine in a kiss so sensual. It lasted for perhaps a minute, but it felt like ages. The best of ages.He lifted me and sat me on his.