That evening for our last night in Orlando, we decided to try out the slightly up-market restaurant in the hotel. We had a lovely candle-lit dinner. M...l wore her little black cocktail dress again and looked absolutely gorgeous. We finished a bottle of wine between us and chatted about how great the place was. Over dessert I caught Mel looking at me, like she had done a few times before. ‘What’ I asked, still not quite sure what to make of it. ‘Nothing’ was her reply again. I thought for a while. It had been almost 24 hours since I was in there so wasn’t mine but I sure my added my share pretty quick.“See, that’s how easy it is.” She added as she grabbed a T-shirt off the shelf and wiped her pussy. My head was kind of spinning as we walked back to the party and I poured myself a stiff one.It was probably an hour later when she came up to me again and said, “it’s time to go home. I’ve had enough quickies and now I want a good lay-down belly-bumping screw so I can get my rocks off.”We. . to the bed, and of course I keep doing it, and this was followed by him tying my wrists to the bed. After which my blouse and bra were pushed up leaving my breasts bare. He enjoyed himself with them at my expense. It was next my skirt that was moved up and out of the way followed by my panties being removed. My ankles were then tied very wide to the bed. He played with me for a bit which in itself was quite exciting, and then went down on me I had been masturbating since I was a young girl. I felt intensely aroused, enough to want to play with myself, not that I would in front of him, but the handcuffs now prevented that little luxury, and this only served to arouse me even more. As we passed through a doorway, I finally saw the cage that would hold me. My eyes widened with just a little fear, but at the same time my tummy tightened in happy anticipation, little thrilling sensations rippling through my body.It was a tall, skinny cage, very skinny and tapering. The bottom seemed.