A worse alarm erupted in my head. I couldn’t move my arm. I looked around and saw that my wrists had been tied to the corners of the bed. Sharp, cor...s bit my skin. They ran in opposite directions over the edges of the mattress, tied to the frame’s legs, no doubt.“Yeow!” I yelped, forced to relax my arms. The clock sang merrily.Race shuffled in, rubbing his face. He was naked above, but his pajama pants prevented me from seeing the state of his manhood. “I thought I shut that off after tying. Once he saw the place, it was impossible to miss. The building itself looked like a massive railroad car covered with chrome. There were no hard edges, the corners of the building were rounded. It didn’t look that bad on the outside, but the place had definitely seen better times. Of course, few buildings after fifty years or more, didn’t look a little worn.In front of the building was a huge sign with the name of the restaurant in five-foot tall letters. Surrounding the letters were neon. Oh fuck daddy I want you to use me as your nasty slut to do what ever you please to me mmmmmm please please don’t stop ahhhh. He starts to finger fuck her harder oh fuck yes yes yes oh daddy fuck me. He stops and tell her to get out she looks out and sees they are in a parking lot not wanting to disobey she get out he comes up behind her slightly pushing her to the front of the car then bending her over the hood and lifting her skirt up ripping her thong off as he slowly opens her legs wider he. Other drivers really don't look at you behind the wheel, but I still felt like I was on display in the world's smallest Pride parade.With two hours before he came back from work, I still had work to do of my own. I struggled into the undergarments, including a black bra, a waist cincher, and a garter belt. Satin panties, too. Then, I slid the black stockings up my smooth legs, and attached them to the garters, struggling to get the seems straight in the back. Next came the crinoline skirt.