This forces your legs around the sides of the seat, pushing your thighs open, exposing the crotch of your knickers. Then your wrists, tied behind you,...and pulled down to be tied to a metal ring set in the stool. This forces your shoulders back, making you push out your breasts. You subtly test the ties, and realise you could slip the bonds any time with a little effort. But that isn’t the game. The restraint is mental, not physical, a challenge to you to submit. My hands start massaging you. Her partner looked around and noticed. This was really getting interesting.After a while she straightened up and her male friend looked around again and gave a subtle head signal as if to welcome others to the party. I was up and moving over to their sofa immediately, but I was beaten to the mark by a younger, very good looking guy who straddled the arm at the young lady’s right. So I took up a position standing directly in front of her with my cock, now reposition to come out of my fly. I moaned with pleasure.By the time Peter fixed some drinks, I had already come from young Tara’s nice finger massage. She was still ready for more.Peter begged to let him sitting between us. Then he put his arm around me as I was sipping my drink. I put my arms around his strong neck and kissed him seductively. He slid his tongue into my waiting mouth. I heard Tara laughing as she watched us kissing…Very gently, Peter rubbed my tits through my thin blouse. I could feel my nipples becoming hard. Personally he thinks nothing of what she has done, and actually, it is a bit arousing to think of her watching them. But he knows Emma’s tendency to feel guilt and her need now for it to be taken care of.“I guess I need to confess to them. If they want me to leave, I understand. I can go to a hotel in town until you are ready to leave, if you still want me,” Emma says, besides herself in self anguish.Donald hugs her and tells her he doesn’t think anything quite that drastic will come of it,.