" He threw her a pair of cuffs, which she dropped, then picked up. "Behind your back," he instructed. "You do the same," he said, tossing the other p...ir to the brunette. The girls began to secure themselves. It was awkward and took a few minutes. "Couldn't we cuff them ourselves?" asked Scott. "They might struggle," Bruce replied. "Fingernail scratches on our arms and faces could help a DA." "Yeah, but nobody's ever going to find the bodies." At this the brunette fell to her knees, weeping and. She had cheerleading practice, and after that, she would walk home, and her parents wouldnt get home till 9, so shed secretly go out and do some stuff like hang out with her friends at the mall before they came homeNick knew her parents never cared to ask what she did or noticedand Nina had no siblings. Today was perfect for Nick because she was planning on going straight home and skipping cheer practice to finish her homework and study for some class she was failing. So Nick followed her. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting against my orgasm.I wanted to cum so badly. The agony flowed into rapture. My pussy clenched so hard, forcing out more of my juices to flood down my thighs. The ropes creaked over my head. I gasped, my fingers clenching so hard. I wanted to be bad. I wanted to give in to my body's needs.I. Would. Be. Good.I grit my teeth, groaning through them as I swayed. My entire body throbbed and ached. Pulses of pain beat with my body. I felt so striped. Almost every inch. It rose high into the branches, never touching the treehouse itself.“This isn’t a flagpole,” the little girl told them, “and it isn’t a stripper pole either. It’s a fire pole, and it’s the last thing we’ll show you at the end of the tour.”“I wouldn’t be surprised if Ted had a stripper out here before he met us,” the boy mused.“Maybe he still does,” the girl speculated. “When we’re on tour and can’t see her.”Paul grinned. “That would be cool.”Paula walked over to the pole and put her hand on it..