Suddenly I felt like crying again.The next day I got up feeling tired. I hadn't slept much, angry thoughts of Lena and Sophie screwing after I'd left ...hem were swimming in my mind. I was tempted to call Brian and say I was sick, but that was being defeatist, I'd have to brazen it out. I got to work and dived in to my office and got straight down to some paperwork, somehow, I managed to avoid everyone. Within minutes the phone rang, the number came up as Lena's. I turned off the ringer and. Amy found a design she liked, trying on a few to get the right size. I suggested she try on a size smaller ... she understood why.She came out, with the snaps causing her bust line to be enclosed very tightly inside. She looked at it and said 'perfect!' and got enough for each performance. She also got a few in her correct size.I paid for everything, as we next went to a JC Penny's, and she got some one-size-too-small brassieres, to help her on-stage persona.Lastly, we drove to the other side. He's part Afrin, but light enough that his blush was pretty obvious.A sudden whisper in my ear. "I know what she has planned, and it's awful."It was Botilda. She wasn't even supposed to be in this building until later."We can fix this," she continued, "but it's going to be pretty bad for you. Not as bad as..." Now, Anzu," Jeness was talking again, "let's show them that you aren't afraid of a little sexiness."With that, she grabbed Neil's dick and gave it three quick little strokes. Neil just. I felt faint. They decided on the following night. Leah and Dave showed up. There I was, not bound by ropes, but with no choice! They had me strip and get over the ottoman again. Leah had a camcorder. Sara tied me up and gagged me. Maybe I wouldn't have been able to go through with it without being tied. I shudder to think. Dave did it again. I hate to say it, but though it was just as humiliating as the first time, it was somehow also easier. I just tried to let them get it over with. Soon.