He finally started participating. I felt his warm big fist weigh the weight of her tits, so she ran her thumb lightly over her hot and sensitive nippl...s.“Yes, Daddy! Just give it… ”I whispered. "I want you too…" He became more and more liberated, he started playing with my tits, mixing them deeper and more fiery. I think it was at that moment that he rejected all prejudices and devoted himself to me as a woman."Oh, baby," he sobbed. I followed the rhythm of the hand with which he jerked my. His name was Paul and he was a retired engineer. I'm guessing his age was somewhere in the sixties. He was a tall slender man with grey thinning hair. I told him that I thought he looked like a professor, which made us both laugh. I joked that I was sure that he could teach me a thing or two and we clinked glasses. I then said that I had never seen him in the bar before. He told me that he lived on his boat out in the harbor.During the summer many people live out on their boats in the harbor of. "We sat in silence for a minute before the brunette, Samantha, said, "I've got an idea, come with me Steph."At that, they exited the room, closing the door behind them. My mind raced, what the hell was I going to do? I tried to free my hands, but they were tied too tight. I was screwed, and knew it. Several minutes later the door opened, and several more girls came in. I counted at least ten."We found a way to punish you, so that you cannot escape or fight us, Carol here is going to give you a. I have cameras set up so Paul can still have his film, he just won’t be there to see it happen.”“But we can’t just leave him here, can we?”We can if I leave a message at the front desk to call Paul in half an hour that you will be back home tomorrow and not to worry.”I thought for a minute before replying “OK. Let’s do it.”Daniel grinned and we went to his car. Imagine my surprise when he drove us to his house which was only two streets from where we lived. His home was magnificent – eight.