"How would I know, these are your friends," Wilma said."They might be my friends, but you seem to be right into it. I can't believe you wore your runn...ng clothes," I laughed at her as I had done in the apartment, when I first saw them. Wilma wore satin shorts, the style women wore to the gym. Simple shorts with an elastic waist. She also wore an almost sweat shirt. It was heavy enough to hide her saggy breasts even though she wore no bra.When I looked up, I saw a naked black man coming our way.. Instead of riding up and down, she just starting grinding her clit against my pubic bone. I reached up and grabbed one breast in each hand. Cupping them from the bottom, like a cup of coffee, I squeezed, hard. That’s when Catherine caught the orgasm wave, forcing her pussy down on my cock, trying to get as much cock into her as possible. Convulsions and spasms hit her like a baseball bat. She went stiff, riding my cock and her orgasm. Knowing Catherine was capable of multiple multiples; and. I know these people we are going to confront, and they are smart and ruthless."I spoke to Lisa, "Stay here and give these people a brief description of what happened in Mobile the last time, and what dangers there might be. I shouldn't be gone long."Lisa was skeptical, but did as I asked. The group leader, five more heavily armed men, and I went out another door of the warehouse and walked between buildings through the darkness. When we slowed at a fire ladder that led to the roof, the group. Master has me strip down naked, and climb onto the bed. He goes into the dresser to find handcuffs, a blindfold, nipple clamps, a spreader bar, and a vibrator. He’s pleased with my choices. He handcuffs my wrists to the headboard, and uses the spreader bar on my ankles. I’m lying there tied to the bed, unable to move what so ever. He tells me he’s going to blindfold me at the start, to help me feel comfortable with it. I think it’s a wonderful idea. I’m blinded to the room, but can hear.