I managed to finish tying her bikini strings, and she turned and winked at me. I gulped, and not knowing what to do, turned and started walking down t...e stairs towards the elevators. Teri followed me, giving Ray a little wave as she walked past him down the stairs. Once we were out of sight, she grabbed my hand and pulled me next to her, placing my hand on her ass. I was feeling pretty cheeky, so to speak, so I gave it a nice squeeze. We got to the elevator lobby and were waiting with a couple. The cuff has a cute little padlock holding it shut, and is just loose enough to turn around, but not to move up or down, or get my fingers under. I've been scratching under it using a corner of a box of spaghettiBesides hurting, it itches. The cardboard doesn't work very well for scratching with, but it's all I have.What else? Well, there is a toilet. There's a sink, which, luckily, I can reach. No hot water. Some cabinets, with some food in them. A stove, whichI can't reach. I've been soaking. Mike opened the door and they both entered the musty workshop. Michele began to shiver and Mike squeezed her hand. He surreptitiously slid his hand into his coat pocket to ensure the digital voice recorder was still recording. It was!"You ok?" Sure; let's get this over with," she replied.Michele pointed to the workbench. He did it to me there; against that bench. Mike just nodded sagely but his cock was throbbing."He was wearing a stocking mask, but he had cut a hole in it for around his lips.. "He doesn't know I know."A voice from above: "Is this a private conversation?"Both of us together: "Yes!"Then stage whispering again: "How do we decide?" Rupali asked."We could play for it?" I said."Play what?" Russian Roulette," I smiled."But we don't have a gun," she said. She didn't know where I was going with this, but she was playing along."We've got this," I said, lifting my head. I reached underneath with my hand and gave his hardening erection a squeeze through his shorts; it pulsed.