There were three doors leading from the sitting room. Though it was reasonably clean and neat and didnt scream poverty, it was a clear exhibit of his ...ack of funds. She was glancing around anxiously, her eyes darting from his TV to the front door and back to the kitchen, where the dishes were piled neatly in the sink. He saw them linger for a few seconds on the three doors that lead out of the living room and sensed her fear of being trapped. She reminded him of a little animal, cornered and. Amy was still chained in her 'piss whore' corner, waiting to see what was going to happen to her daughter.Linda and Carol, however, were now cuffed together. They were standing with their arms pulled over their heads, wrists cuffed together and hooked to a single chain dangling from the ceiling. Their feet were held apart by leg stretchers attached to their ankles. Both were also wearing blindfolds and a double ring gag connected them mouth to mouth. Carol could feel Linda's tits rubbing. " Well, yes I do ... like that," It dawned on me. "That?" Yup, I had no idea of the power of boobs over men of a certain age, he nearly drooled on the transfer order," she dug in the cavern she called a purse and waved a paper under my nose. "There is a caveat, we need to go watch. We get to keep anything that comes out of the house. Remember the switch plates in the Master Bedrooms?" Oh, by the way, I do ... solid gold. And the butlers sink ... solid silver. What about the steamer trunks in. No, no, no, definitely not Deb. She did not have such a pleasurable and immediate effect on my libido. He, on the other hand, stood over six feet, with broad shoulders and a defined chest. Shaggy dark brown hair poked out from a worn and faded Red Sox hat. Warm, brown eyes smiled at me as his lips quirked into a little grin. A dozen cocoons that had been dormant for what seemed like eons broke open and set the butterflies free to dance. I immediately became acutely aware that my hair was flying.