“AND YOU ENJOYED IT DIDNT YOU?” “YES SIR” I shouted and he was about to answer, but now the other two men returned and seeing me naked one sai..., "Nice fuckin' white bitch man" as they moved up close to me. "You like what you see?" Jerry asked them. "Fuck yeah man" one said. "Then she's all yours" Jerry finished, “and don’t spare her” Both men now moved next to me and began to caress and squeeze my already sore tits and leant in and kiss me one at a time. I took the cue and down to their. Wait ... the beam is hollow. Look at this end..." it slid in perfectly " ... there's not even an edge to catch a fingernail." While I was admiring the workmanship that constructed the beam, Grace was looking at the colored glass."David, it's not glass." Look how this fits in the end ... the grain of the wood is perf ... Huh?" It's not glass."I gave it a closer look, "Nope ... those are not glass. Damn ... now what?" I think we need to talk to the heir ... I'm going to have nightmares if we. She was still as listless as before, but perked up a bit when the doctor removed the restraints from her arms, cautioning her that she should not strain the areas that were healing. She carefully stretched, then examined her wrists and started to cry. We told her we had a solution. She shut up and stared at us. Nancy led off. "Remember when you kept showing up as Madonna?" She nodded. A moment later she was wearing fingerless crocheted gloves. Which had a thin lining that completely hid her. She told her husband that she had been in this house before and there were a lot of hiding places for discreet mischief.Horace was hiding in the study closet when his wife came in with the Brigadier. He was an elderly but fit man in his late fifties who made no secret of the fact he would like to bed the very married Maude at the earliest opportunity. Several of the other guests looked at Horace with pity because it was obvious he would be cuckolded before the party was over.He was aghast as.