Being left tied up for who knew how many hours, really did a job on this one.It took some time before either of them was willing to speak to us, but t...e older one finally stopped shaking, vomiting and coughing long enough to ask, “Who are you people? Where did you come from? Where are the ones who hurt us?” Her eyes told of hours of abuse and pain. It was important that Cheryl and I stay calm and keep them calm, or they both might flip out and start babbling.“I’m Tommy,” I said softly. “This is. As we were being escorted into the dining room and back to a small private room, I heard some of the dinners asking each other, "Who are they?" I must admit it felt good to be noticed.I didn't notice them, but they saw me, or I should say Judith, my ex-wife did. She was sitting with her rich husband, Mr. Jonathon Huntington Smyth and another couple. I guess I didn't notice them because they were occupying one of those very poor tables near the kitchen doors.Not exactly the place one would want. "I think you know that my dear." Wellswood responded.Mark's mind was running in circles trying to figure out what they had that could possibly interest Wellswood. It was as Mark looked towards Anna for some hint from her as to what the man wanted that he suddenly realized what it was. Anna looked at her husband with haunted eyes as his own went wide in shock and disbelief."Now look here..." he started to protest to Wellswood."Mark," Anna cut him off. With her head down and not really looking at. Apparently C noticed the vibe between us. I was standing in front of C now and grabbed his cock in his boxer to feel his hardness…. Would you like to go back to the playroom C asked me? In my mind I translated that sentence into “would you like to fuck some more” so I nodded, gave him my panties, asked him to take off my bra again and whispered in his ear I love him… Dressed with a towel over my shoulders I left. Mike, Matt and Rick got up and guided me to the playroom. . When I passed C I told.