She bit my fucking hand! the second boy screamed in outrage. She bit my fucking hand! Im fucking bleeding! Ignoring him, the leader pulled a small bl...de out of his pocket and pressed it against her throat. Now listen to me bitch, youre going to do everything I say, and if you dont, youll regret it. He growled, pushing the cold blade harder against her neck. Got it? She trembled, frozen, staring up at him. Answer me bitch! He screamed in her face. She nodded, whimpering softly. Youre going. Di ... didn't think of asking anybody. I was having to mu ... mu ... much ... fu ... fun." Enith wiped her hand across her eyes trying not to let the tears pooling in her eyes a flood gate of outright crying."Fun? Did you say you were having too much fun?" Her father stepped forward and glowered down at her. "Your mother and I were worried sick and you're out there carousing with your boyfriend hours after your curfew and because you were having too much fun?!" He looked at her incredously,. He was a rugged man with strong manly features. His salt and pepper hair and honest smile sealed the deal for me. I looked at her and she was also sporting long flowing salt and pepper hair with the most alluring eyes. I could tell she had a nice body that was being hidden by her conservative clothes and I knew it was going to a fun night even though she was not on the menu. We made small talk as we got to know each other and with each passing moment I felt more at ease. This was good since. The release mechanism on her arm had been activated, and she knew she could now release herself from the chair. But there was something wrong. The pain was still there, and there was a burning sensation deep inside her.It took her over half an hour to release herself, the gag having deflated when the machine stopped, so she could lift the mask out of the way, and enable herself to stand. She knew, even then that the chair had to go, but she also knew something else was wrong. The dildo was no.