Almost as if on queue she turned onto her back. I thought I was going to have a heart attack, but then her slight snoring told me there was nothing t... worry about. I remembered reading somewhere, that most people will move every fifteen minutes or so even when in deep sleep. Anyway, with the back of her panties below her plump ass, it was easy to peel her cotton panties the rest of the way down and off.She was lying naked from the waist down. I stared at her furry bush and the slit it was. She ran a coil of rope through the steel link and connected it to a hook on the ceiling and began to hoist the bound blonde's upper body up, until it was parallel to the bed."Now that was a good trussing. Look, Paula could even see herself in the mirror."Neither Chuck, the audience, nor Paul could tear their gaze away from the helpless and struggling blonde on the screen. They barely noticed as Rebecca stopped stroking Paula and left the room, her ass wiggling saucily along the way.Rebecca: "I. " Different artist," Jake explained. "Listen, are you, uh, hungry? Or anything?"Béla was studying one of the drawings, looking for a name. She finally found it: 'Frazetta.'"Uh, no, I mean, yes," Béla replied. "Do you have anything here?"Jake grinned. "Yep! It's in the kitchen."Béla didn't really know what she might be having tonight. She couldn't smell anything. Then Jake was back, looking dejected."Oven quit working," he muttered."Oh!" Béla replied, trying not to make him upset. "Well, at. ”“Title Achieved: First Leveller! You were the first one to level up. Isn’t that just fantastic? Take two more level-ups for your trouble.”“Congratulations! You reached level five!”“Level up reward: One appearance slot!”“Level up reward: One appearance slot!”I couldn’t take anything further than that mentally. The constant barrage of messages made my head hurt and I mentally signalled to close the tab or whatever this was. The messages stopped as ordered and I came face to face with a menu that.