There stood a mature man probably about 40, with a bit of a belly, wearing a shirt, no tie, and brown slacks, holding a clipboard. “Hi I’m from th... Council I hear you’re having some problems with the local yobs” as I nodded I invited him in. Making a coffee he sat down and I told him all about it.As I talked he sensed the fact that I was feeling low due to the stress of it all and when he asked me I admitted it. “You need a hug” he said and I meekly nodded, I stood up and he put his arms around. I show up at the house dressed in normal clothes, thinking we are just getting together for a few beers or what ever. While we are sitting around, one of you hands me a pair of lace crotchless panties and tell me to go change into them. I do as i am told, and upon re-entering the room I see a bench set up in the middle of the room and the floor around it covered in plastic. I am asked to lay face down on the bench, and I do as I am told. My hands are loosely tied to the front legs and my knees. Using the leash attached to the ring around his cock and balls, Samantha rode his face to the best orgasm since this whole sordid affair started. Whenever he seemed to falter, she tugged on the leash until he groaned and strove to press his tongue deeper into her asshole. And when she was ready to orgasm, she held the leash tightly in the center, pulling harshly on his genitals, then began to swing the free end of the leash to his belly. As she began to grind her ass and pussy on his face,. Then he got some sleep, he was now way behind on that. The next morning the food was untouched, but some of the water was gone. She instantly jammed herself back into the corner and growled at him. She hadn’t touched the clothes, the bag still sat right where he had dropped it. He tried to talk to her, got nothing but snarls in return. Dan tried again to feed her, he took her some waffles and jelly. She ignored that, but again, she had taken some water. By the 3rd day he was getting nervous,.