With her neck chain attached to her strapped ankles she was in no position to object, but she tried. She begged me, sobbing, 'Not that way! Please, Se...astian! F... fuck me properly. In my c... c... cunt!' (Phoebe still had problems saying the 'F' and 'C' words as she once called them)Her tearful pleas only increased my intention to bugger her.How she wept as I warmed up her tight little sphincter with my riding crop! The tears flowed even faster as I unrolled a thick walled ribbed contraceptive. No sign of Lynne and I was tied naked, hands and feet wide apart, to the sun lounger. Oh God, they could not find me like this. I struggled, trying to get a hand or even a foot free, but it was no use. Lynne knew how to tie knots. I was securely fastened, helpless and naked, with two very well-endowed and very horny black guys about to find Christmas had come early for them. I thought for a few seconds. On his own, I would probably expect Marcus to release me, but Robert? Not a chance. Robert. He selected the button to go up but didn’t say anything. When it arrived, Adison stepped inside. Justin had placed his hand in the small of her back and escorted her in.As soon as the door shut, Adison stepped away from him. He had been making her feel hot and bothered the whole way to the lift. She watched him as he selected the button for the Dome. “You do realise the other girls are going to give me grief and own me a lot of money?” she said.Perplexed, Justin looked at her, “Why?”Adison. .Well, enough about that, back to the story. Me and my friends were in the above-ground pool just swimming and splashing away. One of my best friends named Stark lived right next door. We hung out almost every day. To be honest though, I really didn’t see him as my best friend. What I really went over there to see usually was the package his mom brought. She worked as a waiter in a restaurant that I liked going to every once in a while. They had the best burgers. She was gold digging an old man.