Er wollte sich mit den H?nden abst?tzen umaufzustehen, konnte aber seine Arme nicht bewegen. Er betrachtete seinenOberk?rper und erschrak: eine Zwangs...acke! Der stabile schwarzeNylonstoff spannte sich um seinen Oberk?rper, seine Arme waren nachhinten gebogen. Er sch?ttelte sich, nichts. Die Zwangsjacke war zwardehnbar, machte eine Befreiung aber absolut unm?glich. Nach einigenRollbewegungen konnte er seinen Oberk?rper aufrichten: die Frauen hattenihn nicht ans Bett gefesselt. Er blickte auf. How absurd! Now men kissing men was commonplace on the Mayflower. It was good for morale and helped the Pilgrim's fashion sense when designing those bitchin' hats. It was Pilgrim's progress. But hot maiden-on- maiden action was beyond belief. With that the sounds of the night turned to soft moans coming from the teepees melding with the much quieter coyote howls. Not wanting to get caught the men went back to their campsite stumbling through the forest. All walking bent over, pained. Only. I heard the door, and opened my eyes. She was less than a foot away from me, and it was too late. I was already starting to cum, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. I didn't even have time to think about stopping my jerking motion. And just like that, I saw not one but 3 jets of my spunk fly directly onto my mother in law. The first one hit her on the chest. The second around her midsection, and the last one landed on her knees, and ran down her leg. I looked at her in shock. I don't. I neverreally looked to see who was guiding me from the Mall. But I foundmyself in the back of a van. Suddenly I had three girls on top of meholding me down.I recognized Molly the Hatchet. In my grief stricken state I didn'tresist. As they drove to some abandoned warehouse.I let myself be dragged into a room with a stained mattress on thefloor. Then found myself cuffed to a huge eye bolt sticking out of thewall about a foot above it. it was dark but dim light filtered inthrough the dirt covered.