He finished the drink in his hand and added it to the two empty glasses already beside him. As one of his favorite songs cued over the speakers, he le...pt from the booth and made his way out onto the dance floor. Weaving into the crowd, he chose a place near the center of the dance floor. He didn’t want to miss out when the mosh started during the chorus. He slipped around a tall, dark haired man dancing with a blonde boy, and a boy with short dark hair. One of them snagged his belt loop and. ”“You’re the boss,” he said, picking up his cutlery and forking a piece of fried egg into his mouth. He chewed cautiously, then his face lit up, and he hurriedly took another bite. “This is great!” he mumbled through a mouthful of sausage. “Where the hell did you learn to cook this good?”“I asked my master to use his powers of prescience to tell me what kind of food you would like, and I used whatever ingredients and seasonings were available.”“I’ve never eaten eggs this good,” he exclaimed,. Now I will handle Jim don't you worry but it gets me wet just thinking of you and Meg fucking me at the same time, YUM. What if we had a foursome," she finished.Meg snickered, "I don't think you would be able to get my brother to fuck me. Not that I would mind because despite all the trouble I give him I think he is hot." Never say never," Sid said, winked, and then continued, "With both of us planning I think we just might be successful in seducing him and convincing him." Meg," I commented. She had been bound every evening, not tightly, but sufficient not to be able to get free. She hadn't allowed herself to be bound, but seemed to fall asleep so easily after she had shared an evening meal with her captors, wakening to find herself in bondage. That third evening she awoke to find herself naked as well as bound. The bonds were a little tighter. Her conscience told her that this was wrong as her inherent modesty frowned upon nudity, but other feelings told her she could enjoy her.