After several hours, they figured they had it down, and Jill left to return home and prepare for her premiere as the lead singer of her new band. Afte... some debate, it was decided that the name of the band would be "The Pickle Factory." Jill smiled at her own private joke and left the bandmates to pack the equipment and move it to the club in La Jolla.She drove home quickly, eager to get the assignment underway. She had no doubt that she could get close to Yoshi, if he was at the club.. Each of her butt cheeks were beet red from the ass slapping that they gave her. I kissed her as she slid her cum coated tongue into my mouth. I then started cleaning her face with my mouth and licked off all cum with my tongue. We each mouthed to each other…When the guys returned, they asked for some beer.I went to the kitchen and, when I came back, Ana was sitting on the bed between them…While they were talking, both men rubbed their cocks from time to time. I knew that they would be hard. ) She made only one concession for my comfort. She removed thelead weight from the chain connecting my nipple clamps, although the clampswere left on and tightened, my elbows and wrists remained bound tightlybehind my back, my shoulders remained drawn back in their breast harness andI was still blindfolded, ring-gagged and had not the least idea where I was.Before turning out the light and leaving for the night, she retied my anklesand thighs just above my knees and pushed, after lifting my. Inside there was a man working on something with his back to them. He turned to say something and then stopped.“Who are you?” he asked.At this point Anne realised that what Wendy was holding was a small automatic pistol.“Never mind who,” said Wendy, “we’re here to sort you out.”“Really? And how do you...”Wendy thumbed the hammer back and theatrically operated the mechanism sliding a round into the chamber. The gun fired with a loud bang. The man was visibly shaken, as indeed was Anne, who.