The following day went as if nothing had happened. When the time came for the daily briefing I nervously entered to find Mr Collins behind his desk as...normal. The work took a while to get through but nothing was said or suggested. My period also started that day. I began to relax but was still needed to fingeri myself like crazy at night. Other than that it was as though I had dreamt the entire episode. After, another five days went peacefully by. Then as I entered for my briefing Mr Collins. He had straight, short dark hair and his eyes were a bright blue. Nice.Swaying to the beat, he moved alongside us to make the third point in a gyrating triangle. Denise noticed his presence and warmed to him almost immediately. Score, I thought. After the song was over we moved back to our table, our new friend in tow.His name was Jeremy, and he was a construction worker from out of town visiting friends. Perfect, I thought. A few beers later and Denise and Jeremy were hitting it off very well.. But this guy knew he wanted more. He gently nudged me back into the booth and closed the door behind him. This made me a little nervous, but he looked like a nice older guy, maybe a teacher or an accountant. The booth had a small padded bench in it across from the video monitor set into the wall, playing a scene of some bimbo getting fucked in the ass by the pool boy or something. I backed up and sat down on the bench, my legs closed and rubbing together, feeling the caress of the nylons. The. She twisted around frantically on the bed, hoping that her thrashing might somehow work to loosen the ties that bound her, but instead, her actions only pulled the knots tighter still.“Go ahead, whore – I love watching you squirm. The more you writhe around, the harder I get,” the man that had tied her wrists laughed. “Open her legs,” he told the other man, who promptly pulled her legs wide apart holding them in place again. He stepped closer and ran his fingers lightly up the back of her.