There were more scenes with two or more guys, more gangbangs, some humiliation and the start of BDSM. Like I thought, most of the BDSM scenes had been...faked and that was okay with her; the restraints were never over-tight, the light floggers used on her didn’t sting or leave a mark, and she found that she quite enjoyed the feeling of lying trussed up with rope and being helpless. There’d been one scene she remembered well; she’d pretended to wake up on a flat padded bed, hogtied, a blue. She was wearing basketball shorts and a t shirt, the feel of her body under a thin shirt was getting me hard. I slid my hands under her shirt and up her back while she had her arms around my neck and kissed my with a hard passion that told me she'd missed me as much as I'd missed her. We crashed into a nearby wall but it just drove us into a frenzy. I worked my hands down to her tight firm ass and gave a hard squeeze. I could feel her arch her back and then in a quick move jump up and attempt. Not wanting to stare he slowly looked around the room. Across from him and down a bit a man groaned and, without touching himself at all, ejaculated onto the rug. The man just stared as his cock pumped cum onto the floor. Farther down a man frantically jerked off while he held the pipe loosely between his lips.As Chase looked around he realized that most of the men in the room were in a drug induced stupor. They sat and smoked and either masturbated freely or just spontaneously ejaculated.. " Ned was a gifted amateur at doling out punishment,ashis long suffering wife and son could attest. Terry's older sister Dana had had enough by the age of sixteen, and ran away with the first man who asked her. Since then, she had been back a few times when her money ran out. Dana and her father had been unable to get along for more than a few weeks at a time,causing a lot of grief for the family, neighbors,cops,etc. When Ned beat Dana for daring to talk back to him at dinner, Dana's "boss"at.