A small pad lock secured each strap. Her mouth and nose were unobstructed, but she still could not see.She again began screaming at her unseen captors..."Shut the fuck up, bitch." It was the husky male voice again. Suddenly, her left tit was roughly pinched through her pajama top. She opened her mouth to scream. But, before any sound came out, a ball-gag was roughly shove into her mouth and secured behind her head. Candie's tormentor then placed a small nylon dog collar on each wrist and each. The doctors said they couldn't do anything else for her and it would be just a matter of time. I decided to go see her in Orlando, Florida my wife didn't want to go this time so, I would be going by myself. I was thinking since, "I was going without my wife". I might as well see if, I could get me some cock. I searched a few swingers on line sites and I answered a few Ads and had a few that answered but nothing couldn't make it work on the short time that, I was going to be there. I looked. Louise Walton licked her lips and watched as Wendy opened the pack of plasters and carefully applied a couple to the small cuts that had appeared across my sore and swollen bottom. As Mrs. Taylor took care of me, Rachel released the hold she had on my shoulders and sat back on the bed, my face still buried into the crotch of her white cotton trousers. Wendy smiled at the young PE Mistress before she picked up the rubbish and her pack of plasters, wipes and tube of gel and returned them to the. I looked around the room and saw Elliot naked walking towards me. I yelled out, “Oh my god Elliot what the hell are you doing?” He replied, “Turning you into my sex slave Olivia and soon you will be begging me to fuck you.” He grabbed the front of my thong and ripped it clean off. He saw my pussy hair and said, “Oh this just won’t do, no slave of will have pussy hair, time to shave it.” He grabbed a razor & some shaving cream and shaved my pussy. He then unclasped my bra releasing my breasts..